Cards for Noah

November is usually a month of giving thanks. I have many things to be thankful for especially when I read about touching stories. I came across this story by a friend on Facebook (thanks Nicole). At once I decided I was going to take part of this amazing boy's wish and thought why not try and get others to do the same!

Here is the story from the Mojo in the Morning website

Send A Christmas Card To Noah Biorkman

Thursday, November 5, 2009 Email article

Noah Biorkman is a very brave 5-year-old boy. He is losing his fight with Neuroblastoma, a form of Cancer that attacks the nervous system. Noah absolutely loves Christmas, so his mom, Diana, is trying to get him as many cards as possible!

Please take a few minutes out of your busy day to do something special for this courageous kid, send Noah a Christmas card.

NOAH BIORKMAN
1141 FOUNTAIN VIEW CIRCLE
SOUTH LYON, MI 48178

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My kids are healthy and that I am thankful for. I couldn't imagine what these parents and this boy is going through! My prayers go out to this family and I will be sending out a Christmas card! Please take time and do the same for this brave brave boy!!

The case of the big bad vacumn!

Vacuuming is a normal everyday chore in most people's house. Not here. I would LOVE to vacuum everyday and have this wonderful machine suck up every little crumb and particle left behind by my chicks. Chick 3 however would love if I never vacuumed at all.


Today I vacuumed without anyone present but me and her. As soon as the whirring started she made a dash to the couch as you can see and got as high as she could go. Now why does this stop me from vacuuming if she is out of the way? Because chick 3 is so scared that she cries uncontrollably. If you could see her you would see tears and snot running down that cute little face.

I have decided however that I will just do what I have to do and let her get used to it.

Germs germs germs

A family of germs have taken residence at our wonderful abode. They have latched onto us all leaving us each with a different illness. Chick 2 was the first to feel the effects of our unwanted guest leaving her with 5 days missed of school within the first month. The guest are now taking residence in Chick 3 and Rooster. I had a blip of an illness so I could take care and nurture the rest of the brood.

So to the Germ family I bid you adieu and please do not expect a warm welcoming the next time you decide our house would be great for a pit stop. You are not welcome here anymore!

Appreciation

Sometimes one doesn't appreciate the simple things of the day to day until that thing.... or in my case... person is gone.

Rooster went on his yearly trip to Las Vegas with the guys. This year was a first with 2 kids to take care of alone. I know you are playing the worlds smallest violin for me right? You are probably yelling at me to woMAN up huh.

In the 2 and a half days he was gone I realized how much I appreciated my mom in all she did when we were growing up. She raised not 1, not 2, but 3 children as a single mom. She worked full time to keep a roof over our heads, clothes on our back and food in our bellies. She took us shopping for the essentials, and shuttled us to and from our extra curricular activities.She was on top of our school careers as well. No matter how tough we may have had my mom made sure us kids didn't know. I know my time alone was insignificant compared to all the single moms out there, but this time made me see how blessed I truly am to have the companionship and help I do have.

To all the parents out there and especially my mom (I better include those single dads as well) that are doing this alone: You are all my heroes!

I Am Poem

Every Monday Chick 2 comes home from school with a folder full of the last weeks assignments. I was going through the pile and found her "I Am Poem".

I Am
I am Chick 2
I wonder what I will be when I grow up
I hear birds sing
I see my friends
I want Thanksgiving to come
I am 9 years old

I pretend to be a teacher
I feel excited when I go to Knott's
I worry when I cut myself
I cry when I am hurt
I am always happy

I understand math
I say I'm pretty
I dream to be a scientist
I try to do my best
I hope I become a great soccer play
I am Chick 2

Peek-A-Boo I see you!

The sandman has decided that those wonderful snoozing sounds will be heard by me, instead of being made by me, as it is 3:30 in the morning. Are you thinking overzealous blogger? Sorry, I love my readers, but I love my sleep more. Chick 3 has decided that being awake at 3:30 am is a wonderful thing. I figured... "Hey while I am up why not update the blog since I truly have been lagging." With Mickey Mouse Clubhouse (a now family favorite) in the background why not honker down on the oh so comfy couch and post some pictures of Chick 3 using her security blanket... literally... as a way to hide from the world.Of course as the wonderful parents we are we let her believe that we can't in fact "see" her.

As I finish this post I see that this blog title has 2 meanings and the not so obvious one really is toying with me. So, please Sandman please come and sprinkle your sleeping dust on my precious, stubborn, and sleepy girl!

Soccer, soccer and wait more soccer!

Soccer season is upon us and this family looks forward to what we call Soccer Saturday. Chick 2 gets better every year and really is becoming the best defender I have ever seen! I know it may seem like I am being my bragging mommy self, but I am not alone in the bragging. We see club soccer in her near future! Even our youngest chick is getting into soccer mode. Instead of learning how to throw a ball we taught her how to dribble. Even now when she sees her ball instead of running to it and picking it up she will kick it with her feet.