9 pound mass

This is the first meeting of Hokanson #6 (Jax Michael, perhaps). Looking a little cramped considering that he's got 3 more weeks to go. Also bum down not head down. Can't deliver a baby that is over 9 lbs, breach. Have been scheduled (BOO HOO) for a C-Section on July 8th. Now we are praying for baby to turn and water to break within the next week before baby grows into an undeliverable baby, therefore also c-section. Trying to hold in my tears and fears while Mike is in his happy place, otherwise known as Scout Camp. Mike doesn't know this info yet but will be finding out tonight from the neighbor who drove up today. I didn't post the obscene boy parts because it might be considered pornography because they are definitely BOY PARTS!!

New Bike vs Dishes

Two days ago Mike was out fixing all the kid's bikes and making sure the tires were great. He was looking at Owen's bike and says, "Is that the same size as Frans'?" We line the bikes up and sure enough its the same size as Frans' bike. I have been telling him that we need to get Owen a new bike as his is too small and the chain keeps falling off. Mike decides I am right (miracles of miracles!!). I tell Owen on Friday, "Hey if you load and unload the dishwasher then we'll get you a new bike tonight." He looks at me and does the "hummm" thing. Then he finally says, "I don't think so, I'll just ask for a bike at Christmas." I was shocked at first...what? Then I say, "Well, you want to wait until Christmas...when you won't even be able to ride it because its cold outside?" He looks at me with his amazing blue eyes, scratches his head, then says, "Well I'll just ride Haylee's bike." Pause. "The only problem with her bike is that its pink....maybe we can spray paint it blue!" His excitement rises until I tell him firmly, "You are not going to spray paint Haylee's bike. Its her bike and she likes to ride it too." Spray paint Haylee's bike!!! WHAT? I am thinking to myself. He would rather spray paint his sisters bike than do a few dishes to get a new one? He stood by his decision and so Mike told me he doesn't need a new bike apparently. CRAZY!

Boy Oh Boy!!

Okay the result is here! Boy oh Boy!! Owen and Frans are very excited about the news that they are to have a new baby brother! Frans said, "I am so glad we don't have no more girls!" Mike and I would be happy to have any sex, we are just happy that everything looks good and normal. I told Mike that hey you get another one to add to the group at Father and Sons. I think he is excited. The Ultrasound tech pointed out that we have a family just like the Brady Bunch. 3 girls and 3 boys! Anyone have any name suggestions??

Nusery--A dangerous place...

Mikaydi goes to nursery now during church, and well lets just say about two weeks ago we got to see what she was made of... All she did was run into another child and apparently she took the brunt of it because the other child doesn't have a mark. I guess she needed to prove how tough she is because Molly started Sunbeams. The picture above is about a week after it happened. The picture below is the day it happened. You really can't tell how badly it is swollen from the picture but it was swollen bad.

The funny thing is that they didn't even come get Mike or me because she didn't cry and so they didn't realized she'd been so banged up. I guess Molly better watch out--Mikaydi is going to start fighting back. It is absolutely amazing how kids bounce back...I think I'd be whinning forever if that were my face!

Owen's Baptism

I was out working in my shop today pondering polotices ,perticulerly global worming . It struck me after listening to all the crap liberals say about our curent President i.e. He was selected not elected ect. ect.ect. Well what does Al Gore have to complain about really since he lost the election he has single handedly saved the entire world from ourselves and has the award to prove it. He has given the left wing ingniopods there next cause which can easily be solved by ceaseing to exist yes if we all became extremely selfish and quit having children and only indulged in all natural ,organic, recycled, hallogen fun in only a century we could solve the global worming problem the pollution problem the endangered species problem OH! wait humans are a speicies and our extinction although the only apparent solution it is also a problem-Crap basicaly we are all up crap creek but not really because even crap creek has an endangerd fish in it these days so I recen im just going to keep poppin out kids and driving my big SUV and eating my geneticly altered super foods and guess what I AM HAPPY so leave me alone.

Volunteer Work

I went to do some volunteer work at the school today. I am helping out with the yearly spelling bee--yeah (and I mean that with sarcasium dripping from every pore of my body). I have to make copies of the spelling list for every class from 1st to 6th grades. My first problem was trying to figure out the copy machine. Did you know the fancy copy machines they have now days is basically a computer that spits out paper...normally I don't have problems with computers. Apparently I need to take a class called 'running the copy machine' because I had bells ringing paper jamming and all sorts of things going on that shouldn't have been going on--if you know what I mean. I suppose it didn't help that Mikaydi was trying to hang on to the end of the copier--I count myself fortunate that the paper tray bends and doesn't shatter. Finally, I get a teacher to help me run the thing and everything seems like its going great. I am on a roll...then I hear a crash behind me---"oh, yeah I have kids with me" I think. I turn around to see that Molly and Mikaydi have emptied one of the cupboard's in the teacher's lounge...it only contained glass vases. Seeing that Molly was about to drop one of the vases--it couldn't have been because I shrieked at her...she should be used to that by now, right? I make a diving catch of the glass vase--who would of known that I would use my softball training as a mother of five? Luckily we escaped any tragic broken glass. I give the girls a stern talking to then get back to the evil--I mean nice copy machine. After about two grades done a lady comes into the room to make copies...I ask her if she has a lot to do and she say's yes. I look at Molly and Mikaydi who are shaking the candy dispenser to see if they can get any candy out, I say to the lady, "I will try to hurry." She waits and watches as I have to now pry Molly's hand out of the bottom of the candy dispenser (she thought she could reach some) and then huffs out of the room a few minutes later. I don't know what we could of done to hurry faster, I took care of the girls while the copier was running. It might of been that Mikaydi was sucking on the end of a highlighter--who knows. I just hope they didn't ruin her pants with the black sharpie. I finally get done with the copies...then realize I have to sort them out into the individual classes. As I am doing this a lady comes in and after about five minutes says, "Did you know we have parenting classes at the school? You should come its at 3pm." I says something like thanks I'll think about it. One question...why have parenting classes at 3? Shouldn't people actually be at home with their kids and parent? I suppose she thought I could use some help. Lady you have no idea what I go through. After I finish dividing all the papers into classes I breath a sigh of relief...I'm done! Oh, yeah I have kids here...I turn to discover the lounge in shambles. Paper is strewn everywhere, Mikaydi has taken all the marker lids off--thank heaven she didn't draw on the walls or floor. Molly has found the popcorn machine (do you hear the dramatic jaws music--if you don't you should) she has gotten down all the oils and things I don't even know what they are or how they go to the machine but apparently they do. I almost cried...but I forged on did my duty and cleaned it all up. I guess these are the reasons that when I show up to the school everyone looks at me and says, "Mrs. Hokanson....I see...you have brought your...ah...children. Will you be...staying....ah don't touch that...long today?"