Frans's Underbite

Okay-so the last month I've taken Owen, Haylee and Frans all to the orthodontist. This Dr. Ostler's place seems to be the happening place. We always see someone there that we know...yesterday we saw Austin Ashton. He was cute...I couldn't remember his name and I said hey you look familar. He says "Me?" I say "what's your name?" "Austin" "Yeah thats right your dad is my cousin." Yes the orthodontist is the place to see and be seen appparently. Now why don't I have ortho Insurance??? Apparently both Haylee and Owen may need braces but probably not until 7th grade. Frans on the other hand has a underbite and they want to try and put him in head gear and a metal thing in his mouth...if I think he can handle it without too much anxiety--yeah right! We don't know what we are going to do yet. This 50% chance working head gear is only going to cost $2100 and that is only for stage one...if it works. Yeah we have to think about this. I am personally most worried about Frans's anxiety---of course this would happen to the kid that is so scared of everything.

The Phantom Urinater Revealed!

Well, we have solved the mystery of the Phantom Urinater. On Saturday night (or maybe Sunday) Mike walked into the laundry room and started shouting. I came running in to see a Tupperware container filled with pee—GROSS! We immediately call Owen and Frans back to the room and start an investigation. Owen was very, very sure he didn’t do it—so he claimed. Frans was all denial too. What are parents to do when they know one of these boys did it but can’t be sure who? Mike asks Frans, “What is that?” “I don’t know.”
“Well, should you drink it?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“It’s yellow.” Frans is starting to move from side to side—suspicious!“Did you pee in here?” The truth begins to come forth as Frans shrugs his shoulders. Being the extremely paitent and loving mother that I am say, “Oh, just spank the truth out of the both of them! And when you find out who did this boy are they going to get it!” I then turn to Frans and Owen and speak strongly (never yell-right?), “This is your only chance to tell the truth and then…” Well, I am not sure if it was my threats or Mike’s kindness or maybe a bit of both but Frans said, “Okay! I did it!!” Ahhh finally the truth revealed! He was the one that did it all…pee in the shoe, the onion bucket (good thing we figured it out before we used any onions), by the front door, and on the floor in several different locations. Why did he do it? Apparently, Frans is afraid of the spiders in his bathroom so he just went where he felt like it. Mike was so livid that he told Frans that from now on he will kill any spider we find with his bare hand or foot. We are still trying to figure out his other punishment for not telling the truth right away. Poor Owen was given most of the blame up until then—we thought he was sleepwalking and doing it. We had made Owen clean the laundry room more than once because we thought it was him. I hope this is the end of the pee everywhere. Hand sanitizer anyone???

Praying the Smell Subsides Soon!

We have had a problem with spiders in our house…and I mean really big spiders (about the size of a half dollar). Someone tells me that spiders don’t like moth balls. Thinking that I am just brilliant I get a box of moth balls. I bring it home and decide to put them around our laundry room…trial run right. Of course being brilliant that I am I put on rubber gloves and begin the project. That someone forgot to mention that the first smell is enough to drop you dead on the spot. After some choking and gagging I get the job done. Then I think…maybe I should read the box. I am not sure if it was the 10 different warnings about death or the thought that my kids might think these are candy (probably both) I suddenly didn’t think this was such a good idea. Then I get to the part about handling with extreme caution and being careful not to inhale the fumes…why am I putting this in my house? I guess it’s because the half-dollar size spider, that just crawled over the moth ball, doesn’t like moth balls. Needless to say I started to feel extremely nauseous and woozy so I begin the task of getting all the balls out of the house. By the way this is all at 10:00 at night. I get it done and my clothes smell so bad that I have to immediately put them into the washing machine. Then I go into my room sit in my chair and the ac kicks on and immediately there is moth ball smell infiltrating our room…the ac unit is in the laundry. Needless to say I got extremely ill—puking and all that. Now we have a moth ball smelly house, and a spider crawling on me in the bath tub—no lie, and its been three days…I’m praying the smell subsides soon.

Praying the Smell Subsides Soon!

We have had a problem with spiders in our house…and I mean really big spiders (about the size of a half dollar). Someone tells me that spiders don’t like moth balls. Thinking that I am just brilliant I get a box of moth balls. I bring it home and decide to put them around our laundry room…trial run right. Of course being brilliant that I am I put on rubber gloves and begin the project. That someone forgot to mention that the first smell is enough to drop you dead on the spot. After some choking and gagging I get the job done. Then I think…maybe I should read the box. I am not sure if it was the 10 different warnings about death or the thought that my kids might think these are candy (probably both) I suddenly didn’t think this was such a good idea. Then I get to the part about handling with extreme caution and being careful not to inhale the fumes…why am I putting this in my house? I guess it’s because the half-dollar size spider, that just crawled over the moth ball, doesn’t like moth balls. Needless to say I started to feel extremely nauseous and woozy so I begin the task of getting all the balls out of the house. By the way this is all at 10:00 at night. I get it done and my clothes smell so bad that I have to immediately put them into the washing machine. Then I go into my room sit in my chair and the ac kicks on and immediately there is moth ball smell infiltrating our room…the ac unit is in the laundry. Needless to say I got extremely ill—puking and all that. Now we have a moth ball smelly house, and a spider crawling on me in the bath tub—no lie, and its been three days…I’m praying the smell subsides soon.