tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569439177567184692024-03-12T18:51:20.164-07:00Just CarrieTaking it day by day.Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-72427127099892811582010-08-03T00:48:00.000-07:002010-08-03T00:48:21.755-07:00God has a planThere are times i sit here and ask myself why things happen the way they do. God has a plan. That plan may be to help you grow or make you a better person. You will never know until you are able to look beyond the small things and see the bigger picture. One of my closest friends had to step back for awhile to help me see the light. Ive depended on this person like there was nobody else. Although she was there for me if i needed her I didnt want to bother her. She has helped me open my eyes and see things that were right in front of my face. Some call it tough love, I call it a true friend. Eventhough she never told me what her intentions were I figured it out the hard way. this person has told me her advice the last year and I never really listened until she wasnt physically here. I guess with friends like that and God, you can accomplish ANYTHING! My life is blessed with some amazing people. I may get hurt and feel like im gonna fall apart but in the end God has a plan for me. I have an amazing family. I may not have alot of money to buy gifts or do things for my friends but I will do alot for the people I care about. God has brought people in my life when i least expect it. He provides for us when we arent expecting it. I guess i have to say Ive learned alot of life lessons the last few years. As long as you have God to look upon, nothing else matters. Thank you to those who have made a difference in my life.Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-35708636041607161272010-07-22T19:49:00.000-07:002010-07-22T19:49:31.312-07:00shhhh let mom sleep!!!So I woke up this morning to here my kids talking. Miss Drama Queen just got out of the shower and i just layed there listening. <br />
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Drama Queen: SHHHHH Bandit stay quiet, mom is sleeping!"<br />
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so i hear them walk down the stairs with the baby and i layed there listening to them. I sneak downstairs and watch them. They put Little B in the highchair and moved him into the living room in front of the tv to watch cartoons. They gave him kix and a nutrigrain bar and a sippy cup of milk. They all sat there eating their breakfast in front of the tv. I came down and asked what they were doing. <br />
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Drama Queen: "we wanted to let you sleep so we were takin care of the baby"<br />
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I just thought that was the sweetest thing ever. I have such great and thoughtful children.Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-74060748258559635972010-07-22T15:58:00.000-07:002010-07-22T15:58:29.285-07:00So my parents and grandma have been here visiting me for the last two weeks. Today was a rough day. Miss Drama Queen refused to acknowledge the fact that they were leaving. She asked if she could go with grandma and of course i said no. we get to the airport and i open the trunk of the car and her suitcase comes flying out. she grabs the bag and says "Bye mom love you, im going with grandma.' i explained to her she cant go with them so she grabs on to my mom and screams as loud as she could. she cried so loud everyone around us kept watching. we had to pry her off my parents and throw her in the car and lock the door.i felt so bad for her, she cried so hard. Life is so hard at times. I just dont know how to take some days as a parent. I guess through god and friends. Its the only way to helpJust Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-61257426619675291092010-06-04T04:04:00.000-07:002010-06-04T04:04:12.608-07:00Life is a JourneyMy life has been a journey. There are times that I was distinctively following Jesus Christ. There are times I fell off the wagon and made poor choices. Having children and experiencing life trials opened my eyes. I may not be rich or have the things that i desire. I can say I have a family who loves me and cherishes me. I think my whole life I have held my hand out to anyone and everyone passing me. I have helped out anyone needing help. Even if that person somehow has betrayed me or let me down, I held my hand out to them. At one point in time i was called the 'Go To Girl,' since i was always helping people out. Why do I do this? Wouldnt God do it? My trust in people has pretty much gone away. Im tired of being taken advantage of or not mattering when I need a hand held out to me. Life isnt always easy. Even with god in your life, it can be hard. You have to sit back and chose paths you want your family to follow. Even if its not a path you want to take. I guess I have opened my eyes and im not sitting in the back row of the bleachers anymore. Im standing on the stage and voicing my opinion. Im tired of being shot at and turned away. My life has meaning. My kids may not always be on their best behavior but as a mother it is my job to redirect them. They learn bad choices from other people. Its my duty as a mother to redirect their behavior. I can lock my kids in the house with no video games, tv and radio and they will never learn bad things (unless they come from me). Thats not likely going to happen. I guess what Im saying is God gives us choices everyday. We choose which ones to follow. Its our choice to lock our kids up or to not hold our hand out when someone passes by. I feel that Im a pretty good person and i will be there for pretty much anyone as long as they havent screwed me over in some way or another. I have many great friends and I thank God for that. Most people have one maybe two great friends. I can say I have quite a few. I may have lost alot of friends through my journey but i think god makes us go through hearache to become stronger. My friends have helped me to become stronger. I feel that God cant be here on earth so he gave us friends to help him. I may not always know the right things to say or do. I may not always think people are really listening to me or thinking of me. But I do know that I have at least one person in my life that does listen and know how im feeling and thats God. I dont know why ive focused on God so much lately but I have turned to him the last month. Ive gone through alot the last month and I turned to God for help. He has been here for me and always will be. I know not everyone will be able to drop what they are doing to help me physically or mentally but I know I have friends who will.Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-58277488110905872012010-05-26T00:13:00.001-07:002010-05-26T00:27:56.645-07:00Moms take the fall for Dad's!So my husband and I decided to go ahead and give Bandit permission to defend himself at school.<br /><br />Husband: If someone hits you, bites you or physically hurts you again you defend yourself.<br /><br />Bandit: How do I defend myself?<br /><br />Husband: You punch the kid in the nose!<br /><br />Bandit: (Giggles)<br /><br />So the kids go to school the next day and Bandit walks into the house after school.<br /><br />Mom: Hi how was your day?<br /><br />BAndit: Mom!!! the vice principle came and talked to me today.<br /><br />Mom: Yeah what did she say?<br /><br />Bandit: I told her my mom told me to punch the kid in the nose! She told me never hit a kid in the nose and to just go tell her.<br /><br />Mom: WHAT!! I NEVER TOLD YOU TO DO THAT!<br /><br />Bandit: Yeah but Daddy did!<br /><br />Mom: Why did you tell her i said that?<br /><br />Bandit: I dont know.....<br /><br />Luckily when the principle called me, she didnt mention their little talk!Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-73745356731839617872010-05-26T00:01:00.000-07:002010-05-26T00:40:54.217-07:00JOURNEY TO A BIG BOY BED!!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWFZR1xN5iZ4Lex6eE-YMrDUe6CcHVAddtap-ZR-hnYwFD2ifdzOH1ioMjwmq7uyLTgl2tpK2JWZpuXLCM1WVc2O2h71gUJYX0UdeBRiu08Ry7oq8ZBpygQIdO6-YVH6Tpq90GvsTI5A/s1600/IMG00677.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475477646943908306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWFZR1xN5iZ4Lex6eE-YMrDUe6CcHVAddtap-ZR-hnYwFD2ifdzOH1ioMjwmq7uyLTgl2tpK2JWZpuXLCM1WVc2O2h71gUJYX0UdeBRiu08Ry7oq8ZBpygQIdO6-YVH6Tpq90GvsTI5A/s320/IMG00677.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div>Ok so right now Im going through this huge tough battle....</div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div>A toddler in a big boy bed! </div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div>yep we are trying to get Little B into a bed. I started with a nap and it worked great. One hour and he was OUT! It took alot of putting him back into bed and alot of moral support from a great friend! </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Yes he fell asleep with his head hanging off the side of the bed!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg58Qzl5sdAUQIayq4KS56oOBqnfpduGUZzgAApakBapkNAakbd9Hk65trWEhyphenhyphenvuAAadAnoyE0zhlINR6KFsd8SMnpEDVaQn4Y7CH4gh37phGlwht_C7VF-gJwAh4tVl-I0kAxxGtSEAE/s1600/32047_1377974783588_1658445710_856365_5303577_n.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 245px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475477471837491906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg58Qzl5sdAUQIayq4KS56oOBqnfpduGUZzgAApakBapkNAakbd9Hk65trWEhyphenhyphenvuAAadAnoyE0zhlINR6KFsd8SMnpEDVaQn4Y7CH4gh37phGlwht_C7VF-gJwAh4tVl-I0kAxxGtSEAE/s320/32047_1377974783588_1658445710_856365_5303577_n.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div>That night we tried to get him into bed again and yeah right....Daddy's home! He would climb into Bandits bed (Bandits already asleep) and smack him in the face and make noises while laughing. Then Little B kept running to the door, "DADDA, DADDA!" Well Dadda had work the next night so after an hour and 15 minutes yes i gave up and put him in the playpen. He cried...he did not want to go in the play pen!</div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div>Day one---It was a TIE!!!! No big boy bed at night!</div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div>Next night i put him in his bed. I sat outside the door and i see these little fingers carefully peeking through the door and he slowly opens the door and BOOM he tries to slam the door when he sees me lookin at him. I over powered him and opened the door and he took off running. He stops in the middle of the room and says, "MOMMA, MOMMA!" with a great big smile on his face, as he walks backwards to his bed. Yes he was sooo adorable but this momma was not a happy momma. He continued for over an hour of getting in and out of bed. He would watch to make sure i wasnt watching him and then he would make a run for it. After an hour of him sneaking in and out i decided to let him win again and he got the playpen! He does not want the playpen no more. He likes to be a big boy! Hopefully tomorrow will be more successful since theres no school the next day and i can spend all night if i have too.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Day Two----I LOST!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Anyone with Ideas beside percistance?</div>Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-62603178975753949432010-05-20T22:15:00.000-07:002010-05-20T23:01:07.098-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0f2SSY6WSrqZhgzwPXjCMErGvHHb8eOOcTrgBeQRTPq79AnwpboqpTZQsCO8u1Hhdv4LUVsrJScpFHVsC_F97ic4KCbNNZqYTndA8uccJ7ZvbBeieO_jrnXg2tRC02CH4gV6X7frVESI/s1600/Picture+137.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473599309856108722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0f2SSY6WSrqZhgzwPXjCMErGvHHb8eOOcTrgBeQRTPq79AnwpboqpTZQsCO8u1Hhdv4LUVsrJScpFHVsC_F97ic4KCbNNZqYTndA8uccJ7ZvbBeieO_jrnXg2tRC02CH4gV6X7frVESI/s320/Picture+137.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Ok so Bandit comes up to me today and tells me about his day.<br /><br /><br /><br />Mom: How was your day?<br /><br /><br /><br />Bandit: Mom, Jay bit me today and called me stupid."<br /><br /><br /><br />Mom: He what!? Did you tell the teacher?<br /><br /><br /><br />Bandit: Yeah he just told me to ignore Jay.<br /><br /><br /><br />WHAT???? A kid bites my kid and then the teacher tells him to just ignore him? Well tomorrow the school gets to find out what a mad mommy looks like. And I dont want the school calling me if this Jay kid gets the Crap beat out of him. Yes I gave my son permission to defend himself if this kid puts a hand on him! This by the way is not the first time we have ran into problems with him. If the teacher wont handle it then i guess Mommies have to do the dirty work!</div>Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-48805131886074267272010-05-17T17:33:00.000-07:002010-05-17T17:47:51.155-07:00My little man's new trick!So I woke up this morning thinking i was gonna be really productive. Yep, I sure was...My Little B decided to learn a new trick. HOW TO GET OUT OF YOUR CARSEAT!!!! Im driving and I happen look in my rearview mirror because he starts screaming and much to my surprise he has managed to get out of his 5 point harness and try to climb out. While looking in my mirror and trying to find a place to pull over im yelling at him to sit still. Then in front of me i see a cop flagging me down. (yes im trying to leave the navy base). Thoughts in my head are I love my son sooooo much. I guess while i was watching him in my mirror and panicking while trying to get him to sit i wasnt paying attention to where the speed limit goes from 20 to 10 to 5. i was going 17!!!! I told the cop my story and admitted I wasnt paying attention. The nice part is the cop who approached me was not the same cop who flagged me down. The cop who approached me heard my story and he said i should not have to worry under the circumstances. Well while hes talking to the cop who flagged me down (whom also did not seem like he cared why i was speeding) another cop approached my window. This cop is from Washington. Yep same place as me. He was there for 20 years and just got here a few days ago. Just my luck, a guy from washington. we got to talking about washington and all that crazy stuff. He says i will be right back. So we are sitting here in a hot car for a good 15 minutes or so. He comes back and smiles at me and guess what.... I got off with a 12 point strike. I can get 12 points in one year and then cant drive on base. No fee (lucky for me)! He said make sure you dont speed especially if women are out here. I guess the women cops have no sympathy for people speeding with kids in the car.<br /><br /> So the moral of this story is...find a carseat that your 15 month old kid cant get out of!!!!Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-40647280337072628922010-05-04T22:18:00.000-07:002010-05-04T22:29:27.891-07:00Kids.....So i go and pick up my kids today from school. The teacher pulls me a side and wants to talk to me about Bandit. Apparently this is how the conversation Bandit and his teacher had today:<br /><br />teacher: Bandit you have to finish your homework in class.<br /><br />Bandit: "My mom didnt help me with it."<br /><br />Teacher: "Your mom cant help you with it, she doesnt know the story, you were suppposed to go home and write about the story we read in class.<br /><br />Bandit: "My mom knows the story"<br /><br />Teacher: No we read it in class. How does she know the story?<br /><br />Bandit: Moms know EVERYTHING!!!<br /><br /><br />I guess my kids do actually listen to me.Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-62988611296258757362009-11-22T01:23:00.000-08:002009-12-02T00:01:08.369-08:00Stupid DriversOk so Im driving in my car to the store. The parking lot was so busy it took me about 10 minutes until i see a guy getting in his car. I pull up behind him about 50 feet away. I have my blinker on and i patiently wait. In the corner of my eye i see a white car pull around the corner. I glare at him as I read his mind. "Dont you dare take my spot," i quietly say to myself. Just as the car pulls out the man in the white care looks at me with a grin and cuts me off and STEALS MY SPOT!!!! I did the most horrible thing a mother could do. i roll my window down and say a few words my children should never hear their mom say. Yeah I said some bad words. That man looked at me and laughed. HE LAUGHED!<br /><br /><br /><br />Yeah let me see that guy again. (especially without my kids in the car)!Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456943917756718469.post-53045154837250968782009-11-21T00:46:00.000-08:002010-05-04T22:15:24.916-07:00Well where do I start. Im a little new at this blogging but I thought what the heck I might as well give it a shot. Heres a little about my family.<br /><br />My oldest, Ms. Drama Queen is 7 going on 20. She's 100% girl and yet can keep up with the boys.<br /><br />My son, The Bandit is 5. He acts tough and yet hes a big teddy bear.<br /><br />Little B is 9 months old. He is the sweetest baby, calm and happy. Little B can make you smile when you need it the most.<br /><br />My life is like a roller coaster. Some days im going steady and others im shooting so high in the air i dont know if i want throw up or scream with my arms up. Whichever it may be, I know i have people who depend on me.<br /><br />I may not always smell like i just jumped out of the shower, I may have puke on my shoulder. My hair may be a mess or my makeup isnt done. The laundry isnt always finished or put away, there may be a few dishes in the sink. The bathrooms need scrubbing, the floors need vaccuming. The beds need to be made. The kids need a ride to sports or tutoring. But at the end of the day I have a family who never complains. Im just a mom.<br /><br />Im someones tissue<br />Im someones maid,<br />Im someones chaperone.<br />do you ever hear me complain?<br />Nope.....<br />Thats because Im a mom.Just Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01509629875521417787noreply@blogger.com0