10 Things about My Relationship w/ Mr. Workin'

Arwen shared this idea, so I thought I would give share some of mine too.
1~ The first time I saw Mr. Workin', we passed in a hall and and our eyes locked...I knew in that moment he would be significant in my life.
2~ When he proposed he dropped the ring box out of his pocket and I pretended like I didn't see it happen.
3~ He was a non-practicing Catholic and I was an Episcopalian. I thought for the first five years of our relationship we would raise our children in the Episcopal church. Now we are all devoted and happy Catholics. The children even attend a Catholic school. God changed my heart for the sake of our marriage and I am forever thankful.
4~ He is smart and clever, and when I make him belly laugh, it makes my heart sing.
5~ Mr. Workin' earned his name because he doesn't want his name out in the Internets and his career is VERY important to him.
6~ He nicknamed me "D" early in our relationship, and at first it kinda annoyed me, and now I know it means love.
7~ He's a huge sports fan, and loves to have friendly bets with his buddies. But he is happier hanging at home watching sports than hanging out with buddies (other than his high school buddies who don't live here.)
8~ Parenting comes naturally to him, and he's a great dad. I am so grateful his is the father of my babes.
9~ I haven't always at every moment felt like our relationship is forever, but I know that there isn't a person I would rather be on this journey on.
10~ We will have been married 10 years and together 12 years in October of this year.

Just two more bites...

Ugh, I am so tired of the food battle that goes on every single meal.

It's my responsibility as the mom to make sure these little people are consuming healthful things. How did they get so addicted to sugar? Juice, gummies, sugar cereal, cookies, suckers, and white bread...it's all packed with sugar and it's what my babes beg for.
It is horrifying to take them to a friend's house for dinner and have them loudly declare, I don't like that, before they even try it. For this I have the "one bite rule". How much and/or how many bites they have to eat is something we talk about at every meal. There's a thing I overlooked in parenting before I became a parent. You will have to say the same everlovin' thing five times a day for years, before you children will get it.
And on the average night, one of the three kiddos will ask for a snack within 20 minutes of being excused from dinner. Grrrr.
I am not sure there is a right answer, or if you can say something to make me feel better about this little problem.
Here are my rules for my three, four and six year old:
~ You must take one bite of everything on your plate.
~ If you want seconds of something the one bites must be done.
~ We eat at only five set times during the day. 7am, 10am, Noon, 3pm and 6-7pm.
~ You can have one serving of juice and one sugar snack per day.

I think those sound resonable?

Growing pains...

So...they tell me I'm an adult. Even though I find myself wanting to do things like run to my room to cry (I actaully did that, sigh) and stomp away (eeks, I did that too) and my huge statements about taking my ball and going home (you guessed, I kinda did that one too.), I should know better. I am suppose to know it's not all about me and that we all have to rise above things to get along, but sometimes it seems like I am pretty new to the idea.
I will have to try harder. And work to be lovable. You don't get a special pass when you are surrounded by your family. You have to be lovable, even for them.
There are a thousand reasons and things to point out that things could have been better, but the bottom line...when you are pointing your finger there are four fingers pointing back at you. So I will focus on what I CAN change...me.

Two Years Ago...

What a look!!! I just adore this kid. She challanges me more than the others, but I know, it's because she mirrors some scary stuff for me. She is the most sweet! Three and four have been kinda hard, but I can't wait til we can experience a new mother/daughter stage together!

On my mind...

Spring is upon us, in theory at least. The weather is still poopy. We don't get sun without wind. I could actually become whiny about the weather given an audience.

Just for the sake of purging my brain, here's a list rolling around currently...
~ Sara and I have made strides at moving forward in our friendship. It's nice to be forgiven and more forward. She has mentioned a trip to catch-up something this summer, but life is so busy...I am not sure there will be time. It's sounds fun though.
~ Camp schedules are out. Most of them are only directed at W's age group. I could probably fib Ella into a sports camp but I not sure it would be worth it. I would like to spread the wealth and do a camp at each of the major spots; Children's Museum, Rec District, and Heisey. I think we will be here for June and August, and it seems like the camps mostly happen in June. Oh, and we need to do the church's vacation bible school too. I am not sure if I want to help teach, or take advantage of the fact I can spend time with Mr. Mac. Oh right, and they will do swimming lessons in June and August too. I think. Ahhh! The summer is starting to sound busy already and it's the middle of April.
~ I still haven't gotten my blood results back. It's kinda shitty that I have fallen thru the cracks but I am not in a hurry to call and bug the dr. based on fear of the results. I need to get over it and make the call. I will...soon.
~ We are the 95% project people. There are several little things that need to be done in the kitchen and I don't want to loose momentum for purging and face-lifting. I need to order the new front door and to find a fabric for the shower curtain in the guest bathroom.
~ I need to build in a week for spring cleaning in the next month. This house is gross by my standards.
~ I have started to shop a bit for Hawaii. The kiddos will need warm weather clothes. Before I go too wild, I need to pull the summer clothes from the attic. I swear baby brain is handi-capping my memory.
~ Mr. Workin' and I have been more grouchy with each other than we had been. I am fairly certain it mostly has to do with the adjustment to the new baby and my lack of sleep. I don't tolerate much when I am tired.
~ I am pleased to be drug free at this juncture though. The off-brand of Paxil wasn't cutting the mustard, and although things haven't been perfect, they are manageable. No one feels 100%, 100% of the time. It's good to have some dips as long as they are not destructive.

And that is all for now. A whole alotta nothing really.