Thursday: Derek had a science project due which he had been working on with his assigned partner (who also happens to be his best friend). They had to present it at the evening science fair held at the school with a demonstration of their project. The boys did a great job but were a little disappointed with the final grade they were given. (B-). LeRoy and I were also a little disappointed with the grade but not because of the boys or their efforts. Those who received A's were rare and it looked like there was alot of parent involvement on those "A" projects, even down to the wording on the posters. We were proud of the boys for doing all the research, building, poster and typing work as well as hunting Cal-Ranch, BMC West and Ace Hardware all by themselves to find the right part to connect the bottles. We made sure that they knew that we thought they both deserved an A. Way to go Boys!
Tuesday and Thursday: Dentists appointments - aghhh. I always dread the news, and the bills, that come from these appointments. However, I am glad to report that Levi and Erika are cavity free. Justin has 2 extremely small cavities that they won't even have to numb him for. Derek (what a mess!) has to have 2 teeth pulled (the permanent ones are coming in clear up in his gums and the baby teeth aren't even loose) and has 2 rather large cavities. He has had such a bad time with his teeth and of course is the one to cry every single time he is in the chair, before they even start, and even for a cleaning.
*Added this afternoon: Justin did great at his dentist appointment today. I'm kind of a softy momma when it comes to the dentist (because I detest going myself) so Justin was awarded the usual I-did-a-great-job-at-the-dentist-today Jamba treat. They numbed him after all because the cavities were so close to the gums so his poor little cheek looked all swollen.
Friday: We had a ward dinner and cake auction to raise money for the scouts. This is a big event every year in this ward and is usually very successful. Last year they raised $1440 just from the cake auction and people go all out to do these fancy cakes as well as each of the scouts making a cake. Derek and Justin worked together to make a campfire cake (which I didn't get a picture of because we were running a little late), I made a chocolate trifle, and LeRoy made a cookies and cream cake. The boys were so excited when their cake went for $30! Most of the scout cakes go for at least $25, regardless of the cake, because the ward is good to make each boy feel special. Total made that night was $930.
Saturday: This was a big scout night for Levi and Derek. Levi went snowboarding and Derek did skiing. I now have 2 boys who are very sympathetic to my constant soreness and waddling. It was funny to see the boys pass the sacrament yesterday because several of them were walking a little tender. Levi said that at first he couldn't quite see the thrill of snowboarding because he kept "biffin' it" but once he got the hang of it he said it was quite a rush flying down the mountain. Derek really didn't like it at all at first and kept saying he wanted to quit but his leader kept convincing him to try again. By the end of the evening he made it down the hill once without falling down, almost knocking another guy over, and called it good. I'm not sure he will ever go again but for scouts they try almost anything once.
Sunday deserves it's own post just for drama quality but I'll just include it here. After such a lousy, swollen night I determined that I was going to be positive and pulled out my Bradley Method book to relax for a bit before church at 11. LeRoy has been coming home early from meetings to help get kids ready so I was able to have a little quiet time in the rocker just focusing on breathing and relaxing. All that relaxation was noisily interrupted by a loud crashing sound which made me jump! As LeRoy ran downstairs, following the noise, to see what had happened we realized that the ice had finally fallen off the roof and had managed to shatter the 4x4 window in the boys room leaving a 1 1/2 foot thick huge chunk of ice block in the boys room. And that doesn't say anything for all the shattered glass laying around Derek's bed, the floor and even their entire drawer full of legos. (Does anyone have any hints on how to separate splinters of glass from legos?)
Before the ice fell.
After the ice fell. 
We managed to get most of it cleaned up and covered the window and still managed to make it to church on time. However, it was anything but the relaxing event that I was hoping for. Nathan was so upset because his Daddy time before church was taken up with the cleanup of the window. I felt mauled by the time sacrament meeting was over and just really could not deal with much more at that point. I decided that it is not worth it to try and get Nathan to go to this nursery (which has been a screaming, crying, failure thus far) just to have his whole world change in 4 weeks with a new baby, 6 weeks with a move and new home and then a new ward. I took him home, put him down for a nap, cried a bit trying to avoid the guilt feelings of a failing mother, made lunch and sat down to try to relax again.
After church and lunch LeRoy, Erika and I went out to look at the new house because we had been told that most of the painting was finished. After a walkthru - still not believing that we will be living there soon - we left. Or we tried to. LeRoy misjudged the drive path that has been packed down during construction and we ended up stuck - very stuck! He tried several different ways to get us out but we ended up just waiting for everyone in our new subdivision to get out of church at 4:00 (a 20 minute wait). It was one of the few moments that LeRoy didn't have his cell phone with him or we would have just had Levi drive the truck out. Our soon to be neighbor was great to pull us out. Erika and I were glad we had already met the family for a first impression and we felt fine about it but LeRoy was quite embarrassed.
Monday: Today I started out just trying to get going after a terrible night, went visiting teaching which seemed to fall under "no good deed goes unpunished", I took Justin to the dentist, arranged for the boys window to be measured and replaced, made dinner, and completely ditched FHE. Luckily, LeRoy made plans with the kids for FHE and they all popped popcorn and watched Mobsters and Mormons for a little family time. I took a bath and cried. Now I am going to try to get some sleep and start again tomorrow.
5 comments:
This is the kind of week where I would use "And it came to pass" and thank heavens tomorrow will bring better things if nothing more than one day closer to birth and new home.
Hang in there.
Oh, sweetheart! What a week!! And I thought mine was bad. :S
Bless your heart. I would have cried too. A LOT OF CRYING!!!
I don't know how you deal with it all - the pressures of expectations and even happenings would seriously make me want to cave.
And for the legos - just me, but I would toss them all and get new ones. Or do without them.
I'm really a pansy that way - can't stand the thought of 'did I get all the glass out? is there anywhere else that I didn't see?' It would drive me nuts. :S
Hang in there! There's got to be something better ahead, like your Mom said. Even if it's after the baby's out, at least THAT should be better, right? ;)
Great summary of the week. I like reading these catch up posts. Even when I have talked to you about some or most of it. I didn't realize the well was also broken. I think I will follow your lead and post a catch up journal type entry.
Wow, what a week.
I feel for you. Almost three years ago, we moved into our new house the day before our baby was born.
Just think, in two months this will all be behind you.
Hang in there!
I agree with Magirk, toss the legos, then you won't need to pack them for your move.
One crazy week! My first daughter was three weeks early. My second daughter was one week late. It was a month of misery. You handle it much better than I did. I had reserved to the fact she was never coming and I was going to die in my misery. It is strange how the last few weeks make you feel so weighed down. I did it again with # 3 and will probably for some reason have a # 4. (No matter how many times I swore I wouldn't) Hang in there.
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