The new me

"WE DO NOT CLIMB OVER THE BACK OF THE COUCH! I didn't buy that couch for you to ruin, get your own stuff and ruin it".

**Okay, I didn't buy the couch, it came with the marriage, but I help pay the mortgage. That's gotta give me some clout, right?!?**

I am direct quoting my parents more and more every day.

What, were you born in a barn?
I wasn't born yesterday!
Because I said so.
Wait till your dad gets home (this was the worst one).

More to come -- my brain is a little slow this morning. Cash got up at 5:45....Maci got up at 7:15. Now that we have Maci sleeping through the night, we need to get Cash to sleep through the morning! When does the part come where you can't get them out of bed? Do I have to wait till the teen years for that?

I popped it!

You lookin' at me?!?

Hey, how'd she get in there?!?

Cash spent most of the night 'popping' his balloon -- which means hitting it. I don't know where he came up with the whole popping thing, but he now pops bugs and balloons and I'm sure many others. Maci is as sweet as ever, even though the first picture doesn't quite depict sweetness -- the girl can sure shoot some looks. And of course, I'm as sweet as ever....who would question that? And Brent....well....he's been teaching Cash naughty words (see last post). :)

He didn't learn it from me....

A few photos for your viewing pleasure. Don't allow children to read any further and take no offense to the words used.

Mine and Cash's conversation tonight:

Cash: Maci pooped.

Me: No, I think she just peed. Let's get her diaper changed.

Cash: Maci pooped.

Me: WHOA! That's a lot of poo!

Cash: That's a lot of poo!

**Lots of wiping and holding my breath**

Cash: THAT'S SHIT!!!

Me: **Nothing said, I was laughing too hard**

Cash: THAT'S SHIT!!!

Me: Brent, did you hear what your son said?!? He didn't learn it from me!

I'm still laughing just thinking of the whole conversation.

Ridin' ponies

We finally got our friend Doug talked into holding Maci -- he's hooked. :)

The other weekend we took Cash for a pony ride...good thing there was nobody else there that early. He insisted on riding all of them....even Rambo!

In addition...

In all of the shots excitement, I forgot to mention that little Mac is now medium Mac. She's up to 12 lbs 10 oz and is 23.5 inches long. My how time flies.

And....I am staring down the barrel of my last week of school, until summer school. One more final on Wednesday morning and then a week or so off and back at it. I will be applying to the nursing program starting next semester. As soon as I'm accepted into the program, I'll be in school for about 2 years and then will be an RN! I am planning on applying to the MSU program, which will get me my second Bachelor's degree from a Montana school. Whew. I love these courses and am so glad I finally made this decision. Now, back to studying and cleaning.

Rollin'

Can I just tell you that shot day is the worst?!? It was bad enough when we had to take just Cash in and now we've got both of them going in for shots on the same day. It was awful. I hate it. But....we all made it through. I had explained to Cash that he was going to get a shot in the leg, but that it was no big deal because we all get shots. I told him it might hurt for just a second, but that he was a tough big brother and that everything was going to be fine. He told me, 'I ready to roll'. :)

A few more photos

It happened....

These words actually crossed my lips this morning:

"IF YOU WANT TO TALK TO YOUR DAD, GO DOWNSTAIRS AND TALK TO HIM - DON'T YELL FROM THE TOP OF THE STAIRS."

Happy Mother's Day early -- I am my mother. Don't take it wrong mom, it's definitely a good thing. But....I distinctly remember saying, I'm never going to say that to my kids. What's next?

This and that

I love Easter!

Cute....real cute, mama

The fam (minus one)


The night we lost the carpet



This is the latest photo - we do have the last of the roof on and ready for steel this weekend

I thought I'd throw a few pics and updates on here for all that follow along religiously. :) Maci is smiling and cooing away these days - she's so sweet! So many outfits, so little time. As I write this the snow is coming down, no joke. We've got a fire roaring downstairs. Isn't it April?!? Almost May?!? To round out the picture of the morning: "I want a yogurt mama, I want a orange juice mama, where's daddy mama?, I want a milk mama, I give Maci loves". And a whole lotta crying from Maci! Are you feeling it?

The barn pics

I'm sure you've all been waiting for these! We're short on Maci photos (mainly because she was snuggled in the front pack while the barn was going up -- it was cold -- and I was carrying the camera). Landyn is one of Cash's best buddies....and we've discussed an arranged marriage with Teri and Jeff....you'll see lots of pictures of the 2 of them.

Plan to sit around for a few minutes. I couldn't decide between pictures so I threw all of them in -- minus the tub time stuff. Too graphic. :) Enjoy and happy easter!

Happy Truss Day

The trusses are up - we have what looks like a real barn....minus the walls and actual roof. Okay - it looks like potential for a real building. I love it! I have decided to hold off on barn cats (for those of you that started checking the give away section in the paper -- don't EVER pay for a cat!). It seems like every morning I see a different cat running across the road -- I may as well just entice a neighbor cat over every once in awhile to kill a mouse or two. We haven't seen very many mice, but you can never be too careful with those little turds. And speaking of turds -- well, kind of -- Cash informed me on the ride home tonight that had a 'little tooter', then when I was laughing too hard to tell him to say excuse me, he went on to inform me multiple times and much louder, 'I farted, mama'. Holy crap is it ever fun to be a mom -- there is never a dull moment, that's for sure! Maci on the other hand, did not tell me about her tooters or anything else along those lines. Although many of you may believe that she is beyond advanced, we are still in the cooing stage....which just started up ....sorry to disappoint. She has started staring at you and cooing back. And boy can the girl dish out a dirty look. She must have gotten that one from her dad. hahaha Barn and kiddo pics to come -- so many good ones, I don't know where to start!

A real old fashioned barn raisin'

We (and I use this term loosely) have spent the weekend putting up a barn --- of course we still have all day today and it sounds like things are going to be pretty well underway by the end of the day. Jeff has been heading up the show, running Bent Nail Construction with his 2 employees, Brent and JW. Teri and I have been enjoying watching our kids play in horse poop, fill holes that the boys eventually have to dig back out, and snuggling with Maci. I have also spent some time searching for free barn kitties. I need 2 and 1 must be orange. If you hear of any, let me know. I will be adding photos this afternoon of the before and after and of course 1 or 2 of the kiddos living the high life. If I were going to run a daycare it would be an outside only production....the kids have so much fun outside! Of course, we all know that I would have completely lost it if I ever said I wanted to run a daycare, so we can throw that idea out now. I suppose I'd better get back to some homework -- how is it I had the entire week to study and write papers and here I sit, in a slight panic about how I'm going to get all of this school work done....and blogging. Sheesh.

Maci Mo

Who doesn't love this expression? And outfit? Thanks Aunt Jody!!! :)

Cash gave out a few words of encouragement to Maci last night. She was doing a little crying....because Cash had covered her head while trying to help with her blanket....but was kind enough to talk her through her hard times..."It's alright Maci Mo". What a sweet little boy. Shortly after this, he not so sweetly told us no and was spending a time out in his room. You can't always be perfect.

Folsom Prison

"I heard a train Mama."

Cash could not get to bed last night. He just couldn't stop singing. We never should have taught him the Folsom Prison Blues. I don't think he went to bed until about 10:30 last night.....he actually went in his room at 8:30. We were stuck in Folsom Prison for a good 2 hours.

On a good note (not that the singing wasn't thoroughly enjoyed) -- Maci slept from 10:30 to 5am last night. I did have to give her half of the bin of formula to make it happen.....but believe me, she wanted it! I guess I just have good eaters....no light weights here....they must get that from me! In the past week I have eaten 2 LARGE boxes of Whoppers. I actually discussed the need for a drive thru candy store with Brent. You heard it here folks, when you see the new drive thru pop up in your town, let me know so I can collect on the idea. Or maybe I'll just have to make an investment and get started before anyone else does. Probably best for me to stick with nursing. :)

I thought I'd share a few more pictures today -- I have a little reprieve from school (or at least I'm taking one day to myself....no school Saturday) after an exam and an assignment completed yesterday. 100% on both....hopefully I can keep up these grades for the next 6 weeks. I can't believe how fast everything has gone by -- Maci will be 4 weeks next Tuesday!

Little Sis

Cash loves his baby sister. He is constantly telling us that he's, "really helpful". He wants to eat meals with her, brush her teeth, and share his D (his tied blankets) with her -- although when he shares his D he's a little forceful about shoving it in her mouth. She takes it well and the fact of the matter is that the girl's gonna have to get tough with a big brother like Cash!

It's picture time!

Maci and family photos. Welcome Little Mac!

Update on false labor

This is the last that you'll have to hear about labor as I really don't care to relive it too many times. Anyhow, remember that night oh so long ago that I ended up in the hospital and got sent home by Nurse Ratchett?? Well....turns out that juice cost us $75. Now I'm really mad that I spilled one and that I didn't get any for the road.

I suppose I did wear a gown and they did use a little gel to put on the monitors on my belly for baby heart rate, etc. Lame. On another note - JW pointed out that we got billed for non sterile supplies for our real labor and delivery. Hmmmm.....shouldn't everything be sterile at a hospital?!? Guess that was my lovely gown and probably because I borrowed a robe to walk around in -- mine never would've fit at that point.

Labor is done and so is discussing it and the hospitals -- my last trip. Whew.

Pictures....yes, they're coming. Don't panic yet.

Maci

Here's a picture of our new little girlie -- this picture was taken right after her first bath at the hospital. We all love her tons (yes, even Cash loves her and gives her tons of kisses and loves).

Calling all short order cooks

I need a 5 am pancake cook. Any takers? It doesn't take much -- just a regular ol' pancake. We've got the batter and the water -- you do the stirring and flipping, don't forget butter and syrup. You might have to explain multiple times that there's already butter and syrup on the pancakes. That's all.

Maci is on the midnight to 5 am shift right now. If we can get her to go to bed (her bed, not Brent's chest on the couch) from about 10 to midnight we'll have it made. Oh, and the early morning cook for you know who. What is it about staying up late that makes a 2 year old want to get up before 5 am?? Aren't kids supposed to sleep more the more you wear them out? I'm not saying I'm the most versed parent, but I'm sure I saw that theory on TV once....or read it in a magazine....or maybe I just made it up to make myself believe that I was going to get to sleep in after a long night. Guess not all theories apply to all kids or at least not mine.

I'm not stalling on pictures -- I just needed to put a little tidbit in about my 4:30 am morning today. This blog is meant to allow you a little insight into the Olson family life -- it's to save all of you the early morning phone call: "Hey, what are you doing. I know it's 3:30am your time, but we're up making pancakes. So....how's it going...oh....you were sleeping?". You're welcome for sparing you all the call. Read on.