Poor Car

My mom and step-dad Dan are out of town this week on their first "real" vacation in quite some time. They headed down to Ft. Myer, FL for the week and were brave enough to leave my two sisters Rachael and Andrea and brother Jacob home by themselves. This is Andrea's last week of high school and Jacob's last week of school as well. So, really there was no option of even bringing them.

So, mom and Dan left and gave strict instructions regarding the car, mom's car. They were told that NO ONE but Andrea was aloud to drive the car. Andrea is the only on who doesn't have her own vehicle, and with all of the Senior Activities that she had to do this week they wanted to make sure she had a car to get back and forth in without having to worry about finding a way to and from.

Sunday night Rachael has a cook-out with her friends and at about 3:30am Jacob comes outside and asks Rachael for the keys to mom's car. She tells him that he is not allowed to use the car and he said he wanted to take it to the bank to get some money out so he could buy gas to put in his car. It was a long fight with Rachael telling him that he couldn't take the car, to take his own car. So, after yelling at him for about 15 minutes he went inside and she thought that the issue was over. Well, then she hears mom's car start, and Jacob peeling out of the driveway. He decided not to listen to her at all and go against mom's rules and take the car.

About 15 minutes later she had to run a friend up to the gas station and who of all people were there? My brother, driving mom's car. AND, his little friend A driving Jacob's truck (that he has had for all of two months). R proceeds to get in a fight with him, telling him to take the car home, he's not allowed in it or to be driving it and he is legally not allowed out in the car by himself after midnight (state of KY has a rule that you cannot be in the car past midnight without a licensed driver who is 21 years old or older). He doesn't listen to her and he takes off in mom's car with his friend A following behind him in J's truck.

The next morning everyone got up and Andrea went to leave and mom's car but Jacob was home. They went ans asked him where the car was and he told them he had wrecked it. He wrecked my mom's car!!!!!! This is the third totalled car that they have had in the last three years! I don't know what in the world he was thinking or what he was ACTUALLY doing (he SAID that he swerved to miss a deer and hit a tree, but then told everyone at school the next day that he was racing A in his truck and lost control of the car and hit a tree..so who knows what the actual story really is).

I found out and chewed his behind. I was so mad at him and still am. I couldn't believe that he had done that and to be so irresponsible on top of it. He could have killed himself or someone else and that just made me so sick to my stomach.

So, last night when we took Parker to his swimming lessons we stopped by the lot where the car had been towed to. Here she is...in all her wrecked glory:

It's not as bad as I had previously thought, but it's still not great. My poor mom, this is her first EVER brand new car and she has only had it for about 2 years. I'm sure she is just beside herself being away from her kids when this has happened and not being able to do anything. I'm hoping the cost to get it fixed isn't too bad.

And, I hope J get's his car taken away and sold, because he doesn't deserve to have it.

Thats my story for the day...

Scuba Steve

Well, tonight is the last night of Parker's swimming lessons and I have to tell ya....I don't think that they really taught him anything that he doesn't already know. That child is a fish, loves the pool, jumping in, going under water. But, he has always had his floaties on, so I really wanted him to get started in swimming.

He has had a blast so far and has one particular kid that he likes to sit next to on the side of the pool as they wait their turn. His name is Ryder and the kid is too cute. Parker and him talk to eachother the entire time. The teacher has them hang onto the side of the pool as she takes each one of them individually out in the water one by one. Parker is always hanging on and going under and coming back up, going under and coming back up. Well, last week Parker went under and came back up but then pushed himself away from the side of the pool. Too far for him to be able to grab on and pull himself back up. So, immediately I jump up off of the bench and I can just see the panic in his poor little eyes and he was trying to come back up, but, really didn't know how. I got down on my hands and knees and tried to reach for him but was just shy of being able to reach his hands. So, I'm thinking, I'm going in. In my heels, white pants and all...I'm going in this pool.


Well, then out of no where I see Ryder's little 3 year old hands reach out and grab Parker and pull him back to the side. It was the sweetest thing I've ever seen!


So, Parker got out and was a little shaken up, but I told him to get back in, it was okay he didn't get hurt. So, he did. And then he says to Ryder:


"Thank you for saving my life"


I just about started balling my eyes out because it was so stinkin cute and just sweet.


So, then as we were leaving he said to me, "Mommy. Ryder saved my life"


Yes....yes he did.




Parker (right) & Ryder (left)







Sleeping in his goggles on the way to swimming

Bad a'tude

Monday was Scott's birthday and I had this big plan to go pick the boys up from Scott's mom and dad's house and then go to Coldstone Creamery and get him an ice cream cake. He's not a huge fan of sweets (unnatural I tell ya) but he has always said that he would like to try their cake batter ice cream cake. After getting the cake I planned to run to Hallmark and get him a card from me and a a card from the boys and then wanted to take them to the Dollar Store so Parker could go around and pick some stuff out that he would like to give to daddy.

I picked Parker up and he was a bear....terribly tired and just being rotten. So, I get him in the car and he falls asleep after being on the road for about 5 minutes. We get to Cold Stone and it took us 15 minutes just to get in the place because I had to wake him up and he wasn't happy. He wanted to sit in the stroller, and of course I didn't have the Sit-N-Stand (best investment ever) with me, so he was ticked off. We finally get in there, get the cake, and some ice cream cupcakes (which are pure Heaven) and back into the car we went (which was another ordeal). He threw such a fit in the car and was being horrible, so I warned him. If he kept acting like that we were not going to stop and get daddy a card. He apologized to me and not five minutes goes by and he's doing it again. So, I told him that we were not able to go and get daddy a card because he was being bad.

We pull into our street and I said, "We will make Daddy a birthday card." and Parker says, "No mommy, I can't make daddy a card." and I asked him why.....he says, "Cause I have a bad a'tude"

God I love that kid...

Thank God I bought so much underwear!

So, I feel like most of the week I'm sinking. Not enough time to do anything that I really want to do. I go to work, come home, do dinner, play with the boys, give them a bath, do a load of laundry, straighten up the house and then sit down to do homework. And, since it's baseball season, Scott is not home, so I'm doing MOST (not all) by myself. It stinks. Two kids, one who thinks he can just go outside anytime that he wants to (and wants to be outside ALL of the time) and the other who tends to get sick of things pretty quick, it doesn't leave a whole lot of time to get housework done.

So, the other night we put the kids to bed and I'm in the bathroom in our bedroom. I look and it's so gross in there. Just--ick. And, then I walk past the laundry room and notice that the huge basket of clothes for the boys that I folded and put in there have been on the laundry room floor for about 2 weeks now. When I got downstairs there was another basket of towels that I started to attempt to fold on Saturday, still sitting there. NEVER would I have left a laundry basket in plain sight in my living room. Never would I have just folded it and shoved it all in a basket and just not put it away. I cannot stand stuff like that. But, nope, it is sitting there. And, you know why...cause I don't have time to give a rats behind. Which, get's me to the title of this post.

I was packing Parker's bag for school that night and thought, "Oh my gosh, I hope that he has more than one pair of underwear clean" (We pack a couple of pairs *just in case* he has an accident) and, thankfully I did. Even though I have not done laundry in almost a week, he still has plenty of underwear clean. Which, I had to show to Scott. Because when we started potty training Parker I went out and bought about 25 pairs of underwear. You just never know how many your going to need. Scott was kinda ticked off about it because I had bought so much, but, it's for these times, where the laundry hasn't been done and everything is behind, that your thankful that mom bought enough underwear to cover the butts of every boy in our neighborhood!

I figure when my kids are in high school or college I might get a *little* caught up on housework, but to be honest, I care, I really do, but not as much as I thought that I would. I get stressed about it, because I'm pretty OCD about my house. Things have to be in their place and they usually are every night, and I like the bathrooms to be sparkling clean (which is not too often now considering Parker still hasn't quite figured out this "aiming" thing.) and I like it to look like it's not been lived in! I know that is unrealistic, but, I just like it to be clean at least before I go to bed. And, it doesn't look like that anymore. It's dirty (although I consider my house to be dirty is there is a pair of shoes laying on the floor..so, take that for what it's worth). But, now, I'm just like, "whatever" It is what it is and my kids come before my clean house and right now we just do not have the time. We have neighbors that we are pretty close to, and they have four kids ages ranging from 10 to 18. They are always busy running here and there and their lives are very hectic. Right now, they are more hectic than usual, both of their parents are sick and in the hospital and they've got multiple other things going on that cannot be pushed off. So, I asked the other night how they get anything done with running around all of the time, and how do they deal with it. They told me what now is my philosophy on it all.

Ron said, "Once you admit to yourself that you are never going to be caught up on anything and your always going to be one the run....it get's a little easier."

So, since hearing that each time I start to go into my anxiety attack about my poor dirty home, I just tell myself to get over it..because I'm never going to be caught up and there is no reason to get upset about it. And, I've been dealing with my house not being the way I like it to be much better!

Alright, vent about my house done. Today is Friday and I'm pumped. Scott is off from baseball tonight (woohoo) and he only has one game tomorrow and then is off again on Sunday, so I'm very excited. I'm ready for this weekend! I *hope* to get all of the winter clothes from the boys put in bins and get all of their new summer clothes put up----but, once again, I doubt that it is going to happen!

A 4.0!!!!!!!!

When Scott started working at the alternative school I was a little miffed. Never did I ever see him becoming a teacher. Scott is good at whatever he does, he is just that type of person. He doesn't even have to try and he excels. I always seen him in the sports field or doing sales of some kind because of his BSing capabilities. But, he got this job at the alternative school and that is when his teaching career started.

For two years Scott has been working on getting his Masters in Special Education. He has been working his butt off. He started the program shortly after Parker was born (earning his teaching certificate as well) and between one kid, to two kids and baseball, referring basketball on Friday and Saturdays and umpiring baseball he has finally earned his Masters degree. And, the best part....he is graduating with a 4.0! I'm so proud of him! He should be so proud of himself as well. I'm so proud of him and hope that he knows how great he is! He is a super daddy!

Now it's onto getting his Rank 1, which is another year in school and then after that he is going to start on yet another Master's degree. Such a hard worker that hubby of mine!

Parker ended his first session of gymnastics on Saturday, complete with dancing and a ribbon of completion (which almost made me cry). Tonight he starts swimming lessons and I'm excited to watch (parents are not allowed to take part, we have to stay in our little corner). I'm just afraid that I'm not going to be able to get him to get out of the pool when he is told to!

Beckett is growing like a weed...almost 7 months old! I cannot believe that it has gone so fast. Before we know it, him and Parker will be romping around with each other...instant best friends!

The warm weather is finally here and I'm so excited. It makes it a bit harder to get anything done in the house because Parker wants to be outside all of the time, but it's worth all of the wonderful nights out walking and playing. It's about time...I hated this winter..it drug on entirely too long!

Here's to 4.0's, swimming lessons, growing babies and warmer weather!

Back into the swing of things

I need to get on here more often! I know, I'm a total slacker, but, I've been so busy I cannot help it! The Internet is not something I get on at home hardly ever, unless it's something I have to look up like a phone number or recipe. I get on Facebook, but it's on my phone, so really it doesn't count.

It is snowing here today...can you believe this crap! Snow! Since when does it snow in April? Yesterday was the Red's Opening Day and each year if you are not a season ticket holder than you can enter this lottery to get a change to purchase tickets. Last year I was chosen and didn't get tickets, and was kinda bummed a little that we didn't buy any or go. (Scott's not into the whole Opening day deal, and I've never been but it looks like so much fun!). This year I didn't win and I'm kind of glad! It was freezing cold and raining yesterday, so, no tears here! God bless those who did brave the cold weather for the boys of summer!

I love baseball season. Scott is in his 4th year of coaching high school baseball (cannot believe it's already been 4 years since he has come home from baseball for good...it's gone so fast!) and although I complain a bunch and it get's kinda hectic at our house at night (even more so since Beckett is here now as well) I really love it. And, I love that he loves it. There is just something about him when he talks about baseball, weather he is complaining about it or not....you can just tell it's in his blood. He truly loves the game of baseball and I don't really think he could function without it. I know that sometimes he says that he is done and he's ready to call it quits on coaching, but, I know that this is just him. It's a huge part of him that I don't think that he will ever be able to give up. I remember before we found out that I was pregnant with Parker Scott had this huge dilemma about baseball. I think it was wearing on him that he was gone all of the time and he was never at home and he was missing so many things. He would call and tell me that he was ready to hang it up, come home, quit living out of a suitcase. I was so worried about him. I called his best friends, we would have hour long conversations about what was wrong with him and what was going on to make him feel like that. He eventually told me that it just wasn't fun anymore and that baseball was supposed to be fun and not a job. Then we found out shortly after his big crisis that I was pregnant with Parker. I didn't want to tell him because I didn't want him to feel like he had to leave baseball for us. But, he did that all on his own. He said to me, "I would rather be a good daddy than a good baseball player." I don't think I will ever forget the moment he said that to me. Made me realize how special he really is. He was so scared to give it up though too. He didn't know what he was going to do with his life--all he had ever known was baseball. He never even really had a job (unless you count working at Bob Evans as a bus boy for about 2 months in high school with Greg Jones...and it really doesn't count because those two did nothing but goof off!) Now look at him. A Special Ed teacher (and a damn good one at that) and in just two short weeks he will have his Master's degree in Special Education! Definitely not something that I saw happening, but, he is so good at it! This was truly his calling, he just didn't realize it. And, although he was a damn good baseball player...he is a way better daddy. And, being a teacher and a daddy may not pay the millions of dollars that being a professional baseball player does, but I'm going to guarantee that it's 100% more rewarding!

So, anyways, off of my rant. (Got a little sidetracked there!). So, it's baseball season and we are getting closer and closer to the warmer weather and the days spent in the pool. I love the summer, and cannot wait for it to finally be here for good!

Time....

Time...it's something that I'm seriously lacking these days. Tonight is literally the first night in weeks that I've been able to sit down and watch a little tv and get on here and right something. Literally...the first night in weeks I've sat down other than going to bed at midnight after cleaning up all night long.

Other than not having hardly any time to myself, things have been good in the Schweitzer household. Baseball season is in full swing, so I'm pretty much a single mother right now! It's okay I guess...Scott get's to do what he loves and it's only a couple of months out of the year..I grin and bear it. It's hard right now because we get home and it's been really nice outside so Parker wants to spend all of his time outside, which I would love to do! But, it's like we get home, we have to get dinner ready and then by the time we get things done it's almost getting dark and it's time for baths and bed! I hate it. Tonight was nice because Scott had the day off so all of the "chores" didn't fall completely on me .

Work has been okay, school has been insane. This week has been one of the worst weeks EVER and I'm so happy to finally have it almost over with tomorrow. It will be nice just to hang with my babies this weekend. I've become the total home-body--I feel like I spend so much time at work and running around like a mad woman that it's just nice to be here, in our pj's all day long and hanging out.

Well, I'm going to try to head to bed..maybe before 1:00am for the first time in weeks! I promise I'm trying to keep up with this thing, but, it's getting kinda hard.

Oh--this week I signed Parker up for pre-school! YES! Pre-School! I cannot believe it. And, on Monday, Beckett is going to be 6 months old! Yikes.

And, we're going on vacation this summer. Totally excited because this is the first time that we have been on vacation since our honeymoon 4 1/2 years ago! And, it's our first family vacation. I cannot wait to see Parker's reaction when he see's the ocean and all of the sand. It's going to be so fun, I cannot wait!

Oh..and I turned 29 on March 6th...make me puke! One more year in my 20's and then I cross over into the dark side! I NEVER thought that I would be 30...it seemed so far away. Now that I'm almost there, I think it's not so bad! I'm still damn young!

AND..Stephanie and Jon got engaged! Yea for them. April 24, 2010...and for this one I will not be fat from just having a baby nor will I be 9 months pregnant with another baby like the last two weddings I've been in! I plan to be skinny, tan and have long hair for this one!

One more thing - Tonight is the very last episode of ER..which is weird because I can remember watching this while i was in high school, like a freshman in high school. I have not actually watched it in years, I like the old cast much better than the new (you know, Dr. Carter, that whole group), but I thought that I would watch the last episode..it's kinda sad. Like when Friends ended....it's almost like they become REAL people!

Alright..enough with the rambling! Here are a few recent pics!