Camels...

And it's snowing... again. When is it ever going to give up and just let Spring take over? It would be nice, y'know. May flowers and all. I don't care that my yard is entirely covered in dandelions, yellow is better than white. I can't wait to see if my little rose bush made it through it's first winter, I wonder if any of the perrenials I planted last year will come back, I bet we might even get some apples on the apple tree. But snow in April is seriously putting a damper on things. It's hard to believe that Karen's dance festival is two weekends away. It definately does not feel like it is almost May. Sadly, I just chanced a glance out the window and the white stuff is coming down harder than it has been all day. Great big freakin fluffy flakes. Well enough pouting for one day, Cameron has cheerfully reminded me we have a camel to feed. TTFN.

It was time for a change again and since they don't have any camels, why not a cute little kitty blowing dandelion fluff... I still come here every couple of days, not to blog (obviously) but to drop in and see if anybody else has. I'd rather read about everyone else's lives than deal with my own. My kids are my biggest stress source so I hide away at the computer until I have to go and be a mommy. Unfortunately some things need to get done no matter how much I would like to procrastinate. Lets see, I think it has been since before Christmas break... right cause I had just about had enough of the bus. Well that's not getting any better... despite there being a camera on the bus. Maybe it did for a while once the kids knew they were being watched but it didn't last. The kids are good... make that healthy, they are rarely good... for the most part. Cameron hasn't had a seizure in a while. Which just makes me sure we are due for one soon. Trying to get Cameron into the neurologist is a nightmare. When we saw her last April she said to come back in a year so they put him on a waiting list for this April. Since I've been trying to coordinate his other appointment with this one so we only have to make the trip south once, I've been calling nagging them for a date for quite a while now. Finally in February they had her schedule for April but he didn't get an appointment in April, they could give him one at the end of May. Nope can't do it at the end of the month. Besides I booked the other appointment for April Becuase that was when he was supposed to get in. So they put him on a waiting list for June. Now any hope of only one trip is out the window because by the time they have her June schedule in March the other clinic is booked past June. Whatever, we will deal with two trips. Only I called yesterday to see if she had her June schedule posted and she has ONE day booked for clinic appointments in all of June! Needless to say I am not impressed. Granted he is not having problems yet but he is growing like a weed and is going to need his dose increased and I'd rather do it before we have problems than to wait until he has a seizure and then have to call them and say "I told you so". Anyways speak of the devil he is here now demanding I play a game with him so I had better before I have to deal with the wrath of Cameron.

If we can just make it through the next three days. Then the kids will be on Christmas holidays and the daily school bus drama will be over for two weeks. Now not only have my kids been bullied, hit, poked with a fork, called names but now their stuff is being stolen from them and the bus driver is just letting it happen. Then he calls me up and tells me to remind MY kids of the school bus rules. MY kids could follow the school bus rules if they wern't reacting to being treated this way. Aaaaarrgggghh. Where's that brick wall for me to bang my head against?

I'm trying to deny that winter is here, cold, snow and all. So I tried to pick something farthest from what it looks like outside and since my most favorite color is blue (purple is a very close second) I now have blue flowers. It's not helping the situation outside at all though. Anyways I have posted new pictures and I really need to get a little boy to bed so I guess that's all I will get done today. I guess it is better than nothing.

     My son is not exactly playing with a full deck all the time. I lapsed into a forgetful moment the other day and left my rotary cutter within reach. It was in a tupperware container and the guard was on but I had been using it and he had been watching, and he tends to pick up on the really bad stuff (that don't want him to learn) very quickly. So while I was in the kitchen cooking supper he apparently got it out and slid the plastic gaurd down and proceeded to roll it across the palm of his hand. Now, normal kids would scream blue murder but not Cameron. He obviously tried to wipe it off first on the fabric I had been cutting but when that didn't work he came calmly around the corner and said "I cut myself mom". There was enough blood to seroisly freak me out but thankfully the cutter was very dull and he went up his palm instead of across his wrist. Needless to say I learned my lesson because I can assure you he didn't. I asked him "Cameron was that an accident or did you do that on purpose?" and sure enough he says "On purpose". Silly boy. Silly mommy.  

     Well it seemed like it had been long enough, time for another blog. Actually I had tried to sit down a few times recently but either the time wasn't there or the kids wouldn't leave me alone. Or maybe there just wasn't much happenning of any interest. There still isn't really. Same old stuff. The new job seems to be going well. I really like not working weekends and  still being home for the kids after school. School seems to be going well (The school bus- not so much). Cameron's IPP is in place, and there have been no phone calls or stories of being sent to the office. I'll take no news as good news. There is a new guy at the hospital who wants to see him again and we will work on some strategies that might help him... and us. Birthdays came and passed. Halloween was good, Karen was a cat and Cameron was a mouse, by their own choice I might add. We are still sifting through candy and likely will be for months. Oh, and the snow is here, it seems to want to stay. Drat. Well I guess that is it, it's only taken me three tries between everything else to write just this much. Cameron's quilt is almost done, the plan is to finish it this weekend and that is about all I have planned except maybe a few naps as the kids will be at Grandma's. I'm trying not to think about the laundry and the dishes and the pigsty my house resembles. We'll see how long I can hold out on that thought. Oh, no. I looked down. So much for that.  

Well tomorrow is a very big day. I start a new job, the kids go back to school. I have set the alarm extra early because I don't want to be late, the bus is coming earlier this year than it ever has. I think we are prepared though. The kids bags are packed full of supplies, actually neither kids supplies actually fit in their bags so they will have to carry their shoes or lunches or maybe both. Their clothes are laid out, they each had baths. We met with the teachers last week, I hope they both know what they are in for. Cameron know which classroom is his because she hung a picture of a puppy on the wall by his room. He has the end locker, his shoes go at the end of the row and she said she will give him a corner mailbox. All easy to remember. Karen knows what doors to go in and where her class is. Cameron's medicine is packed as are the instuctions for use. I can't think of anything I might have forgotten. Except that it is late and Cameron is still wide awake . All this and I start a new job. As if I am not nervous enough about that, it is all happening the same day. And I've been so bus getting things ready for the kids that I'm far from ready. At least I had a bath today too, I guess that is a start. I think as soon as the kids are on the bus and on their way it is going to hit me like a brick wall. Anyways it is only going to get later and he is still awake so I guess I had better stop rambling on. Wish me luck, I think I'm going to need it. 

When you are repainting a little kids bike from yellow to blue, paint the lower bars first. That way you don't have to worry about NOT touching the freshly painted bars above as you crouch in awkward positions trying not to end up looking like a smurf. And do the handle bars last so you don't stick your newly dyed hair into them as you are trying to touch up the top bar. Finally do not use the end of your paint brush to scrape off a chunk of who-knows-what after you have already painted over it. Then when you do get blue paint on your knuckles (from the top bar) and even the palm of your hand (from the end of the paint brush) do not touch the white cupboard door and the white screen door because IT DOESNT COME OFF!!!