You Poo Poo Head!!

While sitting and having a deep conversation with my 8 year old daughter, I was reminded of one of the funniest moments of my life. We all have that moment when you are laughing so hard the tears are flowing and beverage just shot out your nose….and you know there will never be a moment this funny ever again.
My kids are always a source of entertainment for me. And for many of my friends for that matter. There are many stories of the funny little things they have done through the years. But, no moment is as good as the moment my youngest child first attempted finger painting.
Before we can go forward, I need to give you a little bit of background. My ex-husband worked nights. So, he would go home and go to sleep. I was a stay at home mom at the time and my youngest was just a baby. Not quite a year old yet. When she needed a nap I would usually put her in bed with her dad. She seemed to sleep longer when I did this so I could get more done. It worked great!!
One day I put my baby down with her daddy and started with my house work. I got through my work and was waiting for daughter to wake up. I never heard a peep. I decided now was a great time to take a shower. Normally when I would take one with my youngest awake I either had to take her in with me or sit her in her car seat outside the shower. So this was going to be a treat.
Halfway through my shower my ex walks into the bathroom. He tells me that my daughter has been awake but was being quiet just sitting next to him in the bed. I say that was awful nice of her and he agrees. Then he starts talking about needing to empty the trash can in the bathroom becomes there must be a diaper in there. I assure him I never leave those things in the house and laugh him off. He go back to bed.
He comes in a bit later and starts going through the trash can. No diaper. He again says the room smells awful. Mind you, I am in the shower with all my smell good soaps but he thinks the room stinks. I finally finish my shower and come out and take a good look at him. Smeared all over his face is this strange brown substance. I instantly know what it is. I can’t help but laugh. I can’t stop laughing long enough to breathe let alone tell him what is so funny. I can stop….the tears are coming…..I can’t breath…..I even snort…..doubled over the laughing is so deep and hard. He is getting annoyed. I laugh even more. He then gets mad and says “This is crap”. I laugh even more…so funny. I finally manage to point to the mirror and gasp the word “LOOK!” He turns his head and turns green. He pushes me away from the shower and jumps in and starts scrubbing his face. I am still in tears.
I leave him to cleaning his face to check on my little girl. She has made a mess on his pillow case by sticking her fingers in her dirty diaper and then “finger painting” with them. I strip the bed and clean her up. My ex comes upstairs after his shower and is still so mad. We don’t really talk about it again. Then my son gets home from school. He’s sitting at the table having his after school snack and asks his dad why he has mud in his ears. Before, I can answer for him, my ex says, “There more of her poop on me?” My son starts laughing….I tell him what had happened that day. With out missing a beat he says, “Mom, I guess poo poo heads really do exist. “ It was great!!

A Haunting story!

So I just finished watching another episode of TAPS. If you aren’t familiar with this show it’s about ghost hunting. Well more than that….they also debunk some of the claims as well. Which I like. It’s about things that can be proven or not. Not just a feeling. Anyway….
So tonight they are at this huge hotel. And they actually catch a woman talking in this room…when no one was there. And she could hear them…..but not see them. It was very odd. It also got me to wondering. If there are ghosts….and they are around us….do they know we are here?
Remember the movie with Nicole Kidman (you know that tall beautiful red head who was married to Tom Cruise before he went crazy) called The Others? They hit on the idea that ghosts may be there but not realize they are dead. They are just living on in their time doing the things they always did. They might hear us…or be spooked when we move something of theirs. An interesting notion.
When we were first together we moved into a charming house. The man who rented it to us was in the business of cleaning up crime scenes. So, if someone was killed in a house, they came in after the cops were done and cleaned up the mess so other people wouldn’t have to deal with the mess. So when we saw the house he was showing us we of course asked if someone had been killed in that house. He said no.
We were there for a while before the odd things started happening. We loved it. It had a huge big back yard. Bird houses, walking trails, deer…the whole thing. We loved it. We had our house warming party and then settled in.
Then weird things started happening. We had windows in the living room that would open on their own. We would lock them…they would open again. The front door would open. Locked or not. Same with the door to the basement. One day we left to run errands. When we came home the gates are all open…..as are the doors to the house and the door to the shed outback. Nothing is missing. Nothing even looks touched…it was weird. And the weirdest part….the unfinished side of the basement where our washer and dryer was always felt creepy. I hated being on that side by myself. I still thought no one ever died in this house though and it was just fluke stuff.
One day when we had got a lot of snow (after my girl had shoveled the entire circle drive) a man stopped by to see if we wanted chopped wood or for him to clear our drive way when it snowed…..in the future. LOL I said no and then looked over to the window and noticed it was open….again. So went to lock it and giggled a bit. Then the man freaked me out. He has lived behind this house since he was a little boy. He knows everyone who has ever lived here. Which was just one family. An elderly couple had raised their kids there. They were big on feeding the birds and deer. They also loved their yard work. They would open all the gates and the shed to use the riding mower…and she liked the doors open while he mowed. Yeah…see where I am going with this. LOL He said the little old lady loved the windows open for the fresh air…and always was going behind her husband to reopen windows.
A few years ago they had their troubled grandson staying with them. He had been in some trouble at school so they sent him to his grandparents. After much trouble with them he was sent back home. However, he went back intending to steal from them with his buddies. I am not sure what went wrong or the rest of the story…except that the old couple was found dead in the unfinished part of the basement. It was ruled a homicide and the son went to prison. Everything this old man said related to the things that were happening and we were feeling in the house. It was eerie.
So….are they really there? Do they know we are here and they are dead?? Or do we all want to believe in something beyond death so badly….that we see and hear what we want?

A beautiful day in Kansas

Today was a beautiful day here. The sun was out. The birds were chirping!! My kids were behaving....ok... we all know that isn't true but you get the point. Beautiful day!! I am so happy spring is finally getting here. I am sick of the snow and ice and bitter cold!! Enough!!!

As we decide to head out and enjoy the weather I decide to grab my camera so I can show you what all we got to see today!

We decided to take a short drive to our local lake/park. It is one of my favorite places to go. It has a little bit of everything so is good for a number of things.



Not too shabby, right? Here, let me pull up a bit...give you a better look...



That's what I'm talking about!! Stunning day. We decide to get out and see what the rest of the park visitors are up to on this lovely day. One man decided he would get one last nap in before his work week began.



He must have been very tired because he didn't hear any of the commotion coming from down the hill. If it weren't for my amazing lady I would have had no idea what these people were doing...but she learned all about it on Beauty and the Geek. Larping!! (A live action role-playing game (LARP) is a form of role-playing game where the participants physically act out some or all of their characters' actions. The first LARPs were run in the late 1970s, inspired by role-playing games and genre fiction. The activity gained international popularity during the 1980s. LARP groups have highly varied approaches to rules, costume, degree of physical acting out, focus of character activity, and genre. LARPs range in size from small private events lasting a few hours to huge public events with thousands of players lasting for several days.) They take this stuff very serious...as you can see!!






Not to worry....not everyone enjoying the weather in the park today was a nut job...there were some people looking for dinner..

I don't think they ever caught anything but it looked like a nice relaxing time..unlike the Larping.

We went to check out some other area's of the park....they have stables....can you believe it...all in one park...larping, napping, fishing, and stables!! I made the coolest new friend!!

I was totally bonding with her....until my Girl found the sign on her pen that said "sick horses only". Just my luck!!

So what did we wind up doing in this full service park on such a wonderful day....



We layed back, watched the clouds roll by...and looked for shapes in them...like larpers...or fish....or sick horses....

R.I.P.

I have the cutest little dogs. I have wrote of them before. We have been having issues with them wanting to mark everything in sight when we take them on walks. So the vet said that getting the fixed would help with this. So we talked it over.

Our dogs are very much a part of our family. I hate thinking of doing something to them that would cause them pain. But, finally decided it was best. Monday we called and made their appointment for the next day. I am a bit nervous but figure it will be ok.

We get there and the first thing I see is a bunch of cats that this one woman was bringing in to get fixed. My dogs have never seen a cat. They go nuts. I swear we are going to have an issue on our hands but my boys calm back down. We fill out the paper work and turn over our little guys to the woman who is going to take them to the back. Then the weirdest thing happened. I started to cry. Don't laugh!

Our dogs have never spent a night away from us since we got them. So to have them spend the night somewhere strange after surgery had me worried for them. All night long I talk about how strange it is to not have them at home.

We go to pick them up at 7:30 this morning. They bring out my little men and show me the sites where the surgery was done. I was pretty shocked to see that the skin where their manly parts use to be was still there....just empty. Ewww!

I had read somewhere that a company makes implants for dogs after they have those parts removed....maybe we should do this so they don't feel weird. But, my partner refused.

So...a moment of silence....for the little items that brought so much joy to my little guys. R.I.P. puppy balls.