Gotta Get A Life Plan

Boy oh boy have we been busy.  Between the holidays and just keeping up with three growing boys I'm exhausted.  I know now not to promise I will update this blog just like I know not to promise that I'm going to lose weight.  It'll happen when it will happen!  But, so much has been going on that I thought I would sit down and share.

First, Adam and Joshua have been losing teeth left and right.  That is, left and right both top and bottom.

Noah is almost as tall as me which isn't hard but come on.  The kid is only 8!

Jeff started with a new company back in December and although he's doing the same exact job at the same exact desk, the move provides better insurance and as you all know, that means a lot to our family.  And, I've been trying to keep up with the gang and keep everyone in order.  I'm still trying.

Anyway, I can't not write about a Czorapinski moment so here's on you may enjoy.

You know when I was a child I wanted to be an astronaut, a music teacher and a lawyer.  I thought about getting married and what my kids would be like.  Of course, they were all dreams and I never could have predicted how my life has turned out.  Joshua on the other hand has a good grasp on life.  He's got a "life plan."

The other night at dinner we were doing our usual how was your day conversation when Joshua tells us he has a life plan.  I asked him about it and he went into great detail about taking his wife to the beach and getting down on one knee with a ring (thanks to the Smyth commercials he will have a better background for a proposal than his father did) and make googly eyes at her (that's what I tell the boys they have to do to girls they like).  He told us he was going to have either "one, two, three or four kids, maybe five" and that he wanted to be a doctor that helps kids with cancer.  He asked me if I thought it was a good life plan.  I told him "no Joshua, I think it's a great one!"  Thinking that the other two boys may want to tell me about what they want to do when they get older, I look at them and ask if they have a life plan.  Noah says "I don't know."  Adam on the other hand says, "I think I'll just camp!"

Guess we'll be working on some of those life plans!

It's All Fun and Games...

until someone gets hit in the face with a golf club.  And I bet you could never guess who that someone was.  Yes, today was the boys first day of golf camp.  They were super excited about going to a "real" golf course.  When they got there, the instructor asked if anyone wanted to be together as they split up into two groups. Of course Adam and Joshua did their twin thing and with arms wrapped around each others waists, raised their hands.  Noah was put into the same group.  Anyway, I went off to do my thing for two hours.  No, not shopping or relaxing (what's that?).  I went back home to grab the dog and take her to the vet for her annual check up.  As I returned to pick the boys up, I walk over to see Joshua sitting on a picnic table with a towel of ice to his face.  He has blood down his shirt and a black knot on his forehead.  Apparently, Adam took a nice swing and Joshua was right behind him.  Boys.  Especially the littlest one.  As if I already didn't have enough gray hairs by the age of 33.

On a happier note, we're all set to leave for our week long Disney trip on Sunday.  The boys still don't have a clue.  Jeff and I have been throwing ideas on how and when to tell them around for weeks.  We've thought of having Mickey Mouse call the house with a magical wake up or good night call.  (Yes, there is a service that will do this.) We've thought of running into their rooms and just yelling "wake up, we're going to Disney World!"  We have a lot of ideas but haven't narrowed it down to one yet.  I plan to video the whole event and I will post it here when we get back so you can enjoy the surprise too.

Finally, it was exactly one year ago today that Joshua received his last dose of chemo.  What a day to celebrate!

Honesty is not always the best policy

So yesterday, the boys are watching shows on the Cartoon Network.  I'm in the kitchen cleaning up from lunch when a commercial for the Shake Weight comes on.  Now I will start by saying that my kids think they need EVERYTHING they see from the cupcake lollipop maker to the touch and brush.  But they didn't think they needed the Shake Weight.  No.  They thought I did.

Adam:  "Mommy, you should get that."
Me:  "Oh I should, should I?"
Adam:  "Yes."
Me: "Why do you think I should get that?"
Adam:  "Well...  Your arms are kinda big.  I think your arms are big don't you?"
Me:  "Thanks Adam."
Adam:  "Well they are.  They are like this big."  (As he puts his hands together to make a circle.)

Oh you have to love the honesty in children.  Right?