I love this Crew!!!

I was in the house when I heard a lot of yelling for me to come outside....and I made them stay and wait for the camera!!! Oh, how I love them.

School

A quick update on me and school. It is surprising to say that I am almost to midterms. This weekend begins midterms...ugh...or yeah (if we are thinking halfway through my first semester.)

It is also surprising to me that I still have a brain, most days I feel my brain is mush. It might as well be, I can hardly think after being pregnant four times. So, how am I doing in school. In the beginning, when I started my class I was hoping to just survive...maybe even pass, and not have to retake the class. I should let you know why I felt this way, because when I took my assessment test for my Biology class. I couldn't have even told you what biology meant...hahahah...or anything about a molecule. The entire test looked like a foreign language to me. I am not exaggerating, I promise. I handed my test to my teacher, and he looked at me and said, "well, you better start reading your book tonight." Even he had little confidence in me. For the first few weeks, every other time I went to class I felt OK, and then I would feel completely intimidated.

Then I took my test, and what in the world I got a 98%...an A!!! I think I almost fell off my chair with excitement. Now I feel like I might not only pass, but get a good grade while trying. :-)

As for my other two classes, I am doing good. My health and nutrition class I need to get going on my research paper, and then I have a midterm this weekend. As for math it is going really great. Except that when I am tired...I make the dumbest mistakes. Oh, well.

There's my update for school. It is going really good, and I am really enjoying it. I know I am only a halfway through my first semester, and I have a long, long road ahead of me. It has been really nice that while going no one is all that surprised that I am going back to school, or going into nursing. In fact I have appreciated everyone who thinks I would fit right into that field. I have a wonderful support group around me. Rob, my kids, my Mom, my sisters, my friends, and more. Thanks everyone. Wish me luck, I will try to put my feet back on the ground after that last test, and get back to studying.

"Babies Don't Keep"

Thanks to my sweet friend for posting a comment and sharing this poem...I LOVED IT!!!

Babies Don’t Keep
by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton

Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo

The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren’t his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.

If you know me...

If you know me than you know I love a clean house. Not a "picked up," house, but a clean smelling, scrubbed down, organized home. Oh, how I love it. But if you know me even better than some, than you know I rarely have the thing I love.

I was told once by my sweet husband, "Dear, children live here and we don't live in the parade of homes." "What?!?" Well, he's right and for those of you have visited us unexpectedly than you caught me, I have children, 4 of them to be exact. None of them are groomed perfectly, nor do they pick up there clothes. If fact, they run around this house making messes faster than I can talk. They come home from school, throw their backpacks down, kick shoes off, and ask for snack, and then another snack, then they leave me to assess the damages. Sometimes I think it would be nice to put a sign out in front of my home that says, "please come in, the house is clean...and it won't last." But I am afraid to say that that sign wouldn't be outside much, it would gather dust like the rest of my home.

But today it is clean, really clean, and I feel like I would like to stand in everyone of my closet and bask in a little bit of cleanliness. Thanks to Rob, who knows my true hearts desire, he cleaned and cleaned, and then I joined in after hair appointments., and the cleaning just kept going. So today I could throw my Christmas Party, or a gathering for friends...and I won't have to hide the unfinished dinner dishes in my bedroom. It has happened, I ran out of time, so I claimed a clean house then afterwards I went to my room and brought out the dishes to be cleaned. Oh, don't be scared I may have piles of laundry to do, but so far I have no rodents. Thank Heavens!!!

I have a dream, a little one really...one day I will come home to a maid cleaning my house, and warm cookies on the table. Is that too much to ask? Just remember that I love the smell of clean, the look of clean, I could even sit in my closet right now and the problems of the world would seem to disappear because there is an organized place in my life. This brings me to one of the things that I just hate. I hate opening closet, and they throw up on you....WHAT?!? WHY?!? Is it possible that people just stuff things in the closet, and had no sense to put it back where they got it.

OK...oh well right. Because all of this, the mess, the clothes, the constant endless pickup means something. It means that I have 4 great kids!!! It means that though I love a clean home, and wouldn't mind having a maid...I definitely love 4 little people a lot more. I have posted a quote from President Monson several times that talks about the tiny hand marks on the wall, and the piles of laundry disappearing and that we will miss them.

So here is an invitation to all my family and friends out there. I love a full house of kids, and people. I love laughter, food, and fun. I love to celebrate. Just remember when you come to visit admire if you would the art work on my wall, or sliding glass door that is where you find the best set of messy hand and feet marks. Enjoy the pile of laundry that is waiting to get folded. Don't be surprise to find dirty dishes trying to be hidden from the obvious sight. Feel free to ask what science experience we are doing with the layer of dust. If by chance you come when I have just finished cleaning every closet and room in the home, feel free to climb inside, or just know that you are one of the few who when opening the closet door it didn't throw up a pile of books on you!