My Epic Poem

2:45 PM, phone call
House showing at 3:30 PM, Panic!
Still sweaty from Zumba
Bathe quickly, dress children
Scramble around tidying house
3:25 PM, off to the dog park
Can't find dog park...
Puppy panting, whining, and trying to climb on me while driving
Find park, unload car
Excited puppy, chases dog, knocks over son
CRASH!!
Son on ground, crying
Pick up son and comfort
Put son down--bloody forehead
Find drinking fountain, use own shirt to wipe up blood
Can't find sanitizing spray, do find band-aid
Stranger points out blood all over Mommy's face
Does he need stitches?
Attempt to take picture with phone; son still crying
Get picture after several tries and send to Daddy

Decide he does need stitches
4:15 PM, attempt to leave park--now son and daughter BOTH crying
Worst. Outing. Ever.
Load up car
Bug in back seat causes much whining and complaining
Drop puppy off at home
Drive to Urgent Care, frightened son
6:00 PM, two stitches, very brave little boy
Dinner at IHOP
Cinna-stack pancakes for Mommy, YUM!
"Mommy why is there chocolate on your ear?"
Funny how dried blood looks a lot like chocolate

Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

OK, so it's been awhile since I blogged about anything. I actually had a list in my mind of what I wanted to write about, but things got kind of crazy, as they always do. One of the things I wanted to write about was how much I love being a mother and how much my kids amaze me every day. It seems, however, that whenever things in our lives become comfortable, something changes.

I still love being a mother... at times. Lately, though, my kids have been driving me CRAZY!!! I don't want to rant about it, but suffice it to say that some days I hear the word "Mom" so many times that I'm tempted to change my name. "Mom, I want something else to eat," "Mommy, the game!!!" "Mom, I want to play MarioKart," "Mom, can we go swimming?" "Hey, mom!" "Mom, I want to watch TV," "Mommy, I need your help," "Mommy the dog is biting me!!" "Mom, [R] pushed me!" "Mom, I don't like her smell," (referring to the puppy). Don't even get me started on the whining. Oh, the whining! OK, that's enough of that.

As if the whiny kids weren't enough, we decided to get a new puppy. We love her to death, but caring for her just adds one more layer of stress to my life and one more "person" who needs something from me at the most inconvenient times. That said, she is super cute and seems very smart. Our biggest problem with her is she is very mouthy when she plays (she's a puppy, duh) and nips at the kids frequently. The cats aren't too thrilled with her presence, but they're slowly getting used to each other. The puppy is an English Springer Spaniel and we named her Maggie. Actually, the breeder named her Maggie and we liked the name so much, we decided to keep it. It fits her well, don't you think?

Finally, on a mostly unrelated note, I want to say how grateful I am for people who love unconditionally. I am so thankful for the Atonement of my Savior that will allow me to be together with my family for eternity, despite my mistakes.