Kevins 7th grade picture

Paul or Bill

I still have not figured out how to do the photo add stuff. Took me 20 minutes to find the pictures I just scanned. Perhaps I should wait until one of my kids get home and they will show me how to do this blog posting correctly. I think Paul and my brother have a connection. Not only do they look alike but they are both adventurous souls!

Paul looks like his Uncle Bill

I find so many pictures of my brother Bill that remind me of Paul.

What happened to our baby?

Happy Birthday baby girl. Wow a married woman and 23 years old. We are proud of you and sure love you........Mom and Dad

23 year old woman

Happy Birthday Lindsay!
I love you!
Alison

Muscle man Kevin

I love being a mom. Okay MOST of the time I love being a mom. Last night was not one of those times. Kevin woke up 5 times last night. Twice to get a drink (he insists I come with him to the kitchen) then diapers changes, then ostomy dumping and then back to bed and grinding of the teeth. ( Kevins teeth not mine) Up again at 2 AM to check out the room and toys. Then about 3 AM he gives me the uh uh signal that his ostomy bag is leaking. I get up and get him to the bathroom and cover him in orange ostomy tape and hope it holds a few hours. He runs out of the bathroom and gets into our bed and snuggles by Ron. Four AM I feel something wet and assume Kevin is really sweating. No such luck! Yes the tape slid off and ostomy stuff (okay poop) is all over my sheets. We do the bathroom thing again and this time I change the ostomy completely and put him in his bed and I clean up. Another fun night of mommyhood. Its not fun when it is happening but I really do laugh about it later. We need to see the humor in our lives otherwise we would be crying way too much. Do I hear a AMEN???

Tile redo

So did I mention that our tile is being replaced throughout the house? We had it put in a year ago and it started coming up months after they finished installing it. So here we go again ....moving furniture and clothes and dishes and bodies and beds just to have our tile repaired. It tastes like dust in my house!