Love from a preschooler!

My kids and I were playing a game last night and I lost (you know,the good mom thing to do, and somehow I always loose). Anyway my 2 oldest were making fun of me for loosing when my cute 3 year old came to my defense. She said to her brother and sister "you guys be quiet she is our mom and she is a good mom". There is nothing like the devotion of a three year old who loves her mama! At least someone is sticking up for me!

My Husband has another wife????

My husband has another wife... No not really, but I got your attention, and I freaked myself out a little too. What I mean is my husband Shawn Houstontravels a lot for work. I mean he travels A LOT, and tons. When he travels it's usually to the same place, so he stays in the same hotel. This hotel is the said "other wife" and may even be better at it than me (I am saying that not Shawn). Here is what I mean. "Hotel wife" is so nice she makes him a boxed breakfast every morning. Hotel wife is so wonderful she makes his bed and cleans his bathroom everyday- EVERYDAY. Hotel wife is so efficient she does his laundry when he stays over the weekend and she gets it back to him all nice and pressed like just a few hours later.
You may think I'm jealous, and I am, but the thing I'm jealous of is not "second wife" but the fact that I don't have "second husband" when Shawn leaves. You see when he leaves I have to do all the regular mom stuff, and then the dad stuff too. I mean come on people I have to unclog toilets, and kill spiders and the worst thing ever is I have to help my forth grader with fractions. I'm not a fan of math, but fractions .... Please no. So come on "second husband" please unclog my toilets and teach the kids to do fractions...... please....
If not I would settle for "second wife" to make me a boxed breakfast and clean my bathroom.

Grocery Miracle....

Parenting tip: Wait until the very last possible moment to go grocery shopping. You know when there's almost nothing to eat, and you are toasting hot dog buns as toast for breakfast. Then go shopping at night when your kids are asleep. The next morning they will think you are the best parent ever! This truly works. I went shopping last night while Shawn got the kids to bed and this morning was like Christmas! This was their reaction this morning, "Mom, you got us cookies AND pudding???!!!!" Then they opened the fridge and said "you got us bread!!!" Seriously who knew you just had to starve your kids a bit to become the best mom ever....

The Pirate Wife

You know that saying "he/she runs a tight ship"? Well, I don't. In comparison to ships, the ship I run is probably closer to a pirate ship. However, my husband, Shawn Houston, does run a tight ship. He would be like the captain in the navy, or something like that, and I'm his pirate wife he picked up along the way. Since he's gone a lot I'm unintentionally teaching the kids to be more like me. I'm raising little pirates. I know this because, while Shawn was gone last week I asked the kids to clean up their rooms and they looked at me and asked "why, Dad's not coming home yet". So apparently we only clean for you Shawn, oh and I really only cook when you are home, and.... I only shave my legs when you're around too .
Anyway, Shawn Houston I whipped our little pirates into shape tonight and made them scrub the deck and their rooms, so NOW you can come home. Oh wait a few, I need to run a razor over these legs . See you soon!!!

Manic Monday.... I mean Thursday

It's hard enough being "just a mom". Hats off to single mom/dads and working moms. I have no idea how you do it. Today along with the mom stuff I decided I should paint two rooms in my home as a surprise for my Mr. Houston when he comes home tomorrow night. Surprise Shawn( I hope you like yellow and blue)!!! So off WE go to Lowes... And by WE I mean me and five kids. While there I had the great idea to buy flowers because my yard was lacking color, oh and I bought spray paint for a table at home that apparently, in my mind, needed to be painted today??? So here's how the rest of the day went: I painted the table, and in-between coats I planted flowers. Next we went inside and I started painting rooms. In between all of this my dogs ran away twice (yes I got a call from someone saying they had my dogs), Claire had acting class, and Will had flag football, and then my kids started complaining of being sick and sure enough they have a temperature. So then I decided it would be a good time to start to cry. So I did. My first instinct when I cry is to call My husband. Im lucky enough to be married to someone that can take my insanity and meltdowns. This whole ranting post is for the soul purpose of telling my Mr Houston thank you for helping me even if you are a 1000 miles away. Thank you for caring enough to talk me off the ledge. I don't know what I'd do without you... I'd probably cry more.
Now I'm siting here looking at my yellow wall thinking it's not quite the right shade... But It will have to wait because I have a naked 3 year old running around who can't find her pjs.
Also I realize I was a bit manic today.

Soccer and Pee

Will scored an awesome goal in his soccer game tonight! To show her support Vivi promptly peed her pants. Way to go Will! And Viv we need to work on your excitement issues.

President Obama Might be Santa

President Obama, Santa, and the Easter Bunny are all on the same playing field (according to my first grader). Back in November my first grader wrote a congratulatory letter to President Obama. We believe in respecting the office of president no matter who you voted for. 
So, a couple of weeks ago we got a nice return package in the mail from the President addressed to my son. In the package were photos of the first dog, and the White House and a nice letter thanking Will for his letter and how the President is so glad that Will is being a good student.... When Will read that part he got all wide eyed and asked 

"how does the President know I'm a good student? He must know everything". 

And that is how President Obama became similar to Santa. Now my son believes that The President is all knowing/seeing like Santa, and of course I will use this to my advantage

 . He truly believes that the president is keeping tabs on his school progress. It does put a slightly different spin on "big brother is watching". But I will take it, And Thank you President Obama for the helpful letter!