Long time no blog.

Well this week has gone by with a bang! I can't believe it's Friday already, and I haven't been here once. Lets see... what has happened this week...

Monday I spent the day catching up here at home and sewing. Giovanna's Easter dress is coming right along and for once I'm actually really enjoying the process! Hunter went to school since he had been doing so well over the weekend, and that went really well.

Tuesday I had to keep him home because we had to rush to get everyone out the door including us on the way to Springfield to see a new rheumatologist. I had wanted Hunter to be evaluated for Ehlers Danlos Syndrome but the doctor that diagnosed myself, Dakota and Tristan wasn't seeing new patients. This guy was a total waste of time. He had no clue what he was talking about, didn't know how to do the proper evaluation exam for EDS, and had a horrible condescending assholish attitude. It was a nightmare. What's worse, Hunter couldn't stay awake all day, not even alert for the exam, and slept the rest of the day. I was going to take him back to school after the doctors appointment, but that didn't happen. He slept for the rest of the day.

So then Wednesday I tried to get him up for school, but he wouldn't move. He was moving very, very slowly so I kept him home. At this point I called the school and they talked about just having him take the rest of the week off. :( I did get more sewing done though!

Yesterday was a ridiculously busy day- I got up and took the boys to Springfield for their blood testing. Now, normally we go in there to use the lab and are out in about 15 minutes. But, not today! We sat there for 45 minutes before we even were registered. And we were only registered then because I got up and complained (which isn't like me, but Giovanna was driving me past insane, and these were timed tests, we had to have them done by 11:00. Finally they brought us back and got the tests. The lady that took Dakota's blood asked me if I was Hispanic. LOL She said you have the most gorgeous skin and your children's skin color is just beautiful! Your daughter looks like a little baby model! LOL!! Needless to say she made my day! ;) I told her no, we were not Hispanic. I didn't go further into it because quite frankly I'm tired of doing so after all these years. I figure at this point single racial/ethnic/national backgrounds are the minority. I'm not going to go through the list for anyone anymore, mostly because I'm lazy.

We left there and came home, I was so tired I was falling asleep at the wheel so Giovanna and I laid down for a nap. The boys played games and helped clean up the main areas. Then we left, picked up Tristan and took Hunter to see the dermatologist. What a zoo that was! I really dread going there, it's small, quiet and not the place for children. The exam rooms are so small. Yet, we all packed in there. He looked at Hunter's skin and scalp and reaffirmed that he had numular eczema, and diagnosed his scalp issue as non related to the skin, but instead seborrheic dermatitis. So, $72.00 later (OUCH!) I still haven't gotten the perscription meds just the stuff to mix them in and maintenance stuff. UGH. I didn't need that expense! This stuff BETTER work. Again I say, OUCH.

We ran out of there just in time to get to speech therapy. Pulled up and parked and as we were parking there were three women louding fighting, then a car rode up and HIT one of them! They jumped on the car and started beating on it with their purses and trying to kick out the windows, and it drove off. They were carrying on VERY loudly. I told my guys not to look over, as these women were carrying on, cursing and yelling at everything that moved. Dakota of course didn't listen so they yelled at him. I was scared and so were the kids. No one did anything, it was amazing. They were yelling and hollering spinning every curse word that they could all the way into the hospital and up into the lobby. What a nightmare- it's a children's hospital! The kids were freaked out. I complained about security to our therapist, she was going to make a report. UGH.

We did some fast shopping while Tristan was in speech. Giovanna is the bane of my existance now for trying to take anywhere in the car. She will not stay in any carseat and I have tried everything. It's just not happening. Yesterday was the worst though and I was ready to die. We stopped and got pizza and headed to get a few groceries and then went home. What a LONG day.

As all days though, there are funny little things that tickle me. I was telling Aaron my favorite top three from this week in bed last night.

#3. Giovanna and Tristan in the kitchen. I'm trying to make tea, and they both want to stir in the sweetener. Giovanna won't let Tristan and they are arguing who should do it. Giovanna looks at Tristan and says, "I am a GUUURL. You are a BOY. This is a GGGGIRL job. Not a BOOOOY job. See- My name is Gia, I'm a girl. You are Bub, you are a boy. Your name is NOT Gia. GO AWAY. (This is funny because we have NEVER applied gender roles to anything here, especially kitchen duties! She came up with that all on her own!)

#2. Giovanna and Tristan in the van. They are eating icecream cones. Tristan finished his, and Giovanna bit the end of of her cone, but is eating slowly. It of course started dripping, and she didn't want to get wet. So she is debating on whether to give up on finishing it off. Tristan wants it, so he keeps asking if he can have it. She keeps telling him no, but he persists. Finally she says- "Fine! Have it!" (serious daunting look) "But you don't know where it's been!"

*drumroll*

#1. Giovanna to me- "My peepee is a private. What is your peepee's name?"

And on that note- I will blog more tomorrow. ;)