Please dont call DCFS..............

My poor children and the people I have pawned them off on......
Yesterday Carson called me and asked if he could stay after school to finish some work, I said yes cause "hello" who wouldn't want their kid to do their work. So he wasnt going to be home till 4pm. Anyway, I called Caryn (she had Brenner) and told her that when Breckin got there to send her home to get the wagon and come back and get Brenner and take him home. So then Breckin called and said she wanted to go to the Science Fair with Reagan. I told her to take Brenner home and then Caryn could pick her up at 5. Then she decided whe just wanted to stay at Reagans and not go home, so Caryn (not realizing that Carson wasnt home) took just Brenner to my house, and only London was home "alone". She is only 5!! Abby had sent London home cause I didnt tell her Carson wasnt home. London was just in the house hanging out telling Caryn "I thought Dory was dead, but she's not!" So poor Caryn has my baby and 5 year old and doesn't know what to do with them..So she took them to her house and as soon as Carson got home I had him go get them..Well London had dance and Julie was picking her up, so by the time Carson got her home Julie was there to pick her up and of course she didnt have dance clothes on cause she had been wandering the neighborhood, wondering where her family was. So Julie helped her get dressed. But of course my house was a DISASTER. So Julie and Caryn had to make swim their way through my house to help my children. No one ever comes over when my house is clean. Literally every time Julie comes over it is a mess. Then I got a call from Carson saying he was getting a migraine so, I told him to take his meds and I didnt think much about it. So when I walk into the house Brenner was on the kitchen counter and had dumped 2 bags of cereal, London was trying to get him down and Carso was nowhere to be seen. He was downstairs on the couch "out cold". 1st reaction is to get mad but, I know that when he has a migraine sleeping his coping mechanism. Anyway, I am a terrible mother who relies on so many wonderful people to help me with my kids. I am so grateful to live in a place with wonderful friends that I know I can call on at any moment and most importantly they do not call DCFS on me..... Oh and by the way this is NOT the 1st time this has happened...ahhh

WhAt A wEeK!!!!!!

This week has been CRAZY.
Worked 43 hrs at Beaver and 10 at the Hospital. Beaver had their season pass sale this week so they needed extra help.
But the worst part of the week has been for Carson. He was home for 4 days with a migraine. We have another appt with Primary's and also with Dr Garg (pain contol) next week.
Not being able to help him is so frustrating . I just want him better....

I am also frustrated with the school. A couple weeks ago we got a letter saying that if he didnt go to school they could refer him to juvenile court and it would be a class B midemeanor for the parents. Then yesterday when he was home the vice principal called, and made him feel pretty bad by saying, "there is no way you can be that sick" " if you are that sick shouldn't you go to the Dr.?" I have talked to his teachers and given them a letter from the Dr explaining whats going on and still they don't get it. Do they really think that we just let him stay home for NO reason? I guess there are parents like that out there, but I am offended that they think I am one of them......
Sorry, had to vent..
I feel better now...

ConVerSatioN

London: Mom, my underware are in my bum...........
Me: Thats because you are booty-licious........
London: Yes, my booty thinks my underware are delicious........

This weekend I went to Roosevelt with Marci , Jaynee and my Mom.

We took a road trip to see G-pa Vance. He is in the Nursing a Rehab center now:(

He was much more "himself" than I had expected, so that made me happy.

I had to post some pictures because we had the best time....well let me re-phrase that. Marci and I had the best time, Jaynee and Mom were just really hoping that we would shut-up and quit acting like teenagers....

We were cracking him up. It was so good to see and hear him laugh...

Mom's birthday at sizzler