My crazy,crazy life

Today was a murphy day and by Murphy day I mean Murphy's Law. 

So I have been married almost ten years now and never had my carpets professionally cleaned just one of those things that I have never gotten around to and out of desperation and a funny sound coming from my own steam cleaner I figured it was time. We have cream colored carpets in our home which is suicide with three kids I know but it came with the house. 

 

First I have to say that the guys who cleaned it were amazing and they are Clever Choice if you life in the Portland area. 

Mika and her friend came home and thought we had got new carpet installed if that gives you any indication. 

So anyway I have been refinishing my kids bathroom and had jus

t finished glazing the cabinets and was showing my friend Jen what they looked like. I then closed the door to walk her out and say goodbye to Eny(who has been watching the kids) we were downstairs for a just a minutes talking at the door and Katy was coming downstairs to go home when she came running screaming bloody murder all I heard was Pax and thought something awful had happened and came running upstairs only to see a sea of black. Black paint was every where, on the walls, the carpet, on kids. Eny and Jen come up and I think were scared by how calm I was being. I just picked up Paxton put him in the tub,got out my steam cleaner and started to try to reverse the mess he had made. It was really like something out of a movie. 

Of course this had to occur 3 hours after the carpets were cleaned! Black paint every where. I am surprised to say that with 3 of us cleaning for

 an hour it almost looks like this incident never occurred.

So I leave you with just imagine this picture but with a five gallon called 2 more kids and black paint.!

Another Lame Attempt

So here is yet another lame attempt to give a quick update on the chaos we call our lives. 

Lets go youngest to oldest.

Paxman is quite the crazy man lately. He got his first ear infection and has one in each ear. He is truly a man when it comes to be sick, he is completely helpless.  He is out of the crib now is sleeping a bed! Just when we thought his speech was improving we had to go and mess that up. Now he speaks half in English and the other half in Hungarian. (Our temp nanny is Hungarian as well and the live-in comes this Friday) He enjoys doing the opposite of whatever I say and does it with a grin on his face. This kid is so much like me it is scary! He always has a bruise or scratch on his forehead, like I did and just runs non-stop. Last night he was riding his razor scooter around the house with a sword in the other hand whacking anything in his way. When ever anyone does anything he doesn't like he looks at them sternly and says bad or niem (Hungarian for "no") He loves Superman, Elmo, trains and wants whatever you have. He still loves to snuggle and give lots of kisses though and can give you looks that will break your heart. 

Max is becoming my little man. He has changed so much the past couple of months. He is growing like a weed. I had to go and by new clothes and shoes yet again for this kid tonight. He is only a size away from Miss Mika who is tall for her age as well. All I can say for Max is that he was truly blessed with the greatest combination of Doman and Haddow genes. He is quite the Heart breaker as well and always is talking about a girl or two from school especially the older girls. I see him standing next to kids his age and he looks like a giant. He has mellowed out so much recently and I actually want to take this kid out in public now! He says the cutest things and loves to just sit and talk with me. 

Mika is always on the go at dance socializing with friends, going to parties, school work, she is rarely home. She is such a huge help around the house when she is here. She loves her new room and loved picking out the bed and the bedding that goes with it. She got a white daybed and Brown and Pink Bedding. She is excited about having Monika come and live with us. Her main reason is that the house will be even again 3 boys and 3 girls. 

I am just getting by, with putting in all nighters, trips to the E.R. and hospital (everyone thought it was appendicitis including the surgeon) for ovarian issues, I will spare readers the details, getting ready for Monika, becoming Trent's new IT go to person and still finding time to do taxes I think I am ready to just collapse. I promised myself I would update and then I am off to bed. The good news it I no longer have a ugly cast attached to my foot! I swear I will never pick a pair of running shoes again because I wanted to look cool. Back to the old Sacouny's I go.

Trent just works. LOL