We're 3

Tyler made it, he's 3, and as we speak he is currently giving me quite the attitude, but I admit, it's probably the over tired, sick of people, presents and pizza attitude.

In a week we've been crazy busy. Last weekend, we had Grandma's 51st birthday, Kara made a cake (ok...Walmart did, Kara "picked it out") I made dinner for Mom we spent the night and then came home the next day. Then came Christmas Eve, I worked all day then we packed up and went to my Uncle Mark and Aunt Deb's house in Tylerville, stayed there most of the night, I ended up reliving old times and drove my drunken parents home while Tim, Kara and Brandon followed behind. When we got home Grandpa convinced Brandon that Santa loves Genny Light, so needless to say, Santa and his reindeer enjoyed Cookies, Milk and a whole can of Genny Light and Santa even left a note thanking Brandon for the great tasting beer!! We got up the next morning and went to Church with my step-brother and sister, Kara wasn't ready to get up for the day so during church she konked out! After church Mom and Dad watched the kids while Tim and I went to meet Heidi half way to get Tyler. He was so excited to see us, it had been 6 days since he had been home. We came back to Grammie and Grampies house and ate, and opened presents with Tiff, Tyler, Great Grampie, Grampie and Grammie. Great Grammie showed up later we got so much. Around 4:30 we all headed home, all 3 kids slept on the way home, thanks to all the fresh air they got playing outside! We unloaded, finished up some last minute (stocking) Santa stuff and woke the kids up to come inside...we all crashed after opening out gifts.

Friday was our Christmas with our "besties" Uncle Joe Joe, Aunt "May Beff", Olivia, Patrick and Courtney came over to open presents with us. After that it was nap time for all of us.

Saturday was Lyndaker Christmas back in Croghan, loaded the van and up we went for the day. The boys had a great time playing with all their cousins and we ate way too much.

Sunday--oh...Sunday...Mommy had the bright idea Saturday night to take the kids to Chuck E. Cheese...DUH MOMMY WHAT WERE U THINKING?????? We got up around 9 on Sunday and Tim and I contemplated we asked the Bova's to go with us...yeah they were smart and said they were busy. So we all got ready, packed the kids up and told them we were going for a ride. Ty and Kara were asleep before we got to Adams and Brandon by the time we got to Mexico, they woke right beofre we got there. Holy freakin busy...DUH Gabe, it was a weekend!! We stayed for a while and then went to the Mall to get Tyler his birthday presents. Ate dinner at Denny's (I was craving pancakes) and then came home and crashed.

...And here we are...Tyler's 3rd Birthday it's now 8:30, my house is finally back to "normal" and I'm getting a chance to finally upload pictures. I worked all day and I got the funniest phone call at work...all I heard was "MOM, I GOT DOLLARS" My Grandma Carolyn sent "Master" Tyler 2 dollars, he was so stinking excited...my dollars mommy, my dollars.

Here are a couple pics from our busy week!!! Love to All

Stay tuned, I'm sure my next post will be KARA'S 1ST BIRTHDAY...sniff sniff.

Things are starting to settle down

BUT SOMETIMES I LIE....So, Sunday after Turkey Day we picked up kids from Heidi's and headed off to go bowling (of course after nap time) and surprisingly Tyler did well, he didn't spazz like crazy when we got there, he sat still for me to change his shoes, we picked out a ball together, he carried it to the lanes, went to go through it for practice and BOOOOOMMMM down he goes, 8lb ball on top of finger. I chase the finger while Tyler runs to daddy, whining, yes just whining my finger, my finger. I gather ball up, look at Tim, Tim is white and mouths, "he needs F*%King stiches, much to my astonishment, I replied...what, you are totally over reacting, he takes his hand off Tyler's finger and it starts GUSHING Blood, Tim ran to the desk and said, I need a first aide kit...NOW, luckily, I stayed calm...yeah...me...weird huh. I gave Tim a couple "Seriously, Stop freaking out looks", I grabbed hat, mittens, boots, gave Brandon $20 and told the people we came with to have fun with Brandon and we will pick him up later, Tyler needs stiches. Ran to the car, with bowling shoes still in tact, packed up kids, made a couple phone calls, dropped Kara to my bestest friends house and headed for the ER...yup...packed...luckily Daddy-O pulled some strings (the joys of his job) and we were back in Minor Treatment in no time...no crying, no nothing...amazing for my almost diagnosed Autistic boy. (keep reading, the calm before the storm) We get back there and the nurse beings to examine him as he tells her his "finner" hurt, she begins to take the bandage off much to my surprise SCREAMING BEGINS...MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY NO NO NO MOMMY, yup wrapped back up, and we are sent for an x-ray...x-ray complete broke in 2 places, time for stiches, I will spare you the screaming hysterical detail, it was just bad, we will leave it at that!!!!! After we "all done" he was telling everyone about his "finner" and he broke it with big balls (lol...my kid) and it hurts bad...he told all the nurses thank you and bye friends...thanks to the great Tylenol with Codeine he was quite talkative to everyone!!! I am now convinced that my little boy does not need speech services at school anymore...GET OFF OF ME AND I WANNA GO HOME RIGHT NOW, came out quite clear in the ER. So here we are 8 days later, splinted, wrapped, and still broken, Tyler is now deathly afraid of his 10 month old sister, who thinks his finger is something to play with and take away from him, she will sneak up to him while he is watching TV and YANK it off, to the response of him screaming and her laughing (i love my little girl) so whenever she looks at him and smiles, he screams because he's scared. Stiches come out Thursday, and God only knows how long before it's completely healed, he's gonna have one heck of a scar because of where it's placed it was very hard to stich.

So....Monday night 9:30, my night consisted of...gormet meal for my family...hot dogs and mac cheese...oh yeah..carbs...then a trip to Urgent Care with the above named CHILD. I came home and the little shit had green stuff oozing from his eye, I looked at Tim and said...yeah, thanks for saving that for me...we ate, Brandon and Kara went to one of my co-workers house while Tyler and I went to Urgant Care where he proceeded to tell everyone there my finner broken...the PA took one look and said, yup PINK EYE...no daycare, no school and wash his hands. Ok...Tim is working nights all week and Ty has school tomorrow, I am busy at work...yeah...ok....so it took a lot of energy to make the decision that he needs to go to MOMMY HEIDI'S HOUSE because we have no where else to take him, I would normally stay home with him until Tim gets home at 8:30, but I'm so busy to where an HOUR is precious time at work...A WHOLE OTHER BLOG...THANK YOU GEORGE BUSH AND OUR ECONOMY....so he is off to his mothers, Brandon is asleep on the couch with the game controller in his hand and I am feeling myself ready for beddy bye...after praying I don't get the dreaded PINK EYE...y do they call it pink when his eye was oozing GREEN....people and their colors!

****PLEASE SAY A PRAYER FOR MY FRIEND SARAH AND HER FAMILY AS THEY ARE DEALING WITH HER FATHER'S ILLNESS SO CLOSE TO CHRISTMAS****

SARAH, YOU ARE IN MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS EVERYDAY...PLEASE CALL IF YOU NEED ANYTHING!