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It's Chile Time!

We just got back from a quick trip to Hatch, chile capital of the world! We bought 40 pounds of fresh green chile, roasted. Yummy...

Made the news

The man we have been worried about, the man living with Mike's ex was in the paper today. Read about it here. The gossip was true ~ criminal sexual penetration of a minor and contributing to the delinquency of a minor. He is in jail now. Mike called Julie to ask what the deal was and found out that she was home at the time of the alleged incident. Here is my question: How can a 28 year old man rape a 15 year old girl in a two bedroom house without the woman who was visiting or Julie noticing? And how could Julie not call Mike, the father of her kids, to tell him what was going on?

All Julie was worried about was that she was going to lose her housing. If you ask me, she should have lost that government subsidized housing the second she rented out her daughter's room to a convicted child molester!

X Files

Julie called Mike last night. Another sob story about how the car she has had a total of three weeks got repossessed. Her life sucks. It has been terrible for the last eight years. Hmmm, the only thing different about the last eight years is that she hasn't been with Mike.

Mike's Score

He wanted you all to know that he didn't want to beat me, so he did it a second slower...

I did it in 12 seconds.
I deserved an A!!
Take the How Dexterous Are You? Quiz!!

Theme Thursday: Found

More pictures of the roadrunner made out of junk. It is huge and made of recycled trash. How great is that?!

Another Quiz

I did it in 11 seconds.
I deserved an A!!
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Via Beancounter Daydreams

Photo Friday: Sunset

Las Cruces Sunset

This was taken outside of Las Cruces in front of the giant roadrunner made out of junk. I took the kids over to see it with the intention of taking pictures for this challenge. I was really disappointed with the way they turned out. Of course, the sky didn't cooperate and I had a hard time getting a good shot of the roadrunner while pushing a stroller across the desert and running after kids! That is Butterfly's head in the lower left hand corner under the bird.

The Name Game

Butterfly has had an issue with her name for almost six months now. Just after Christmas, she decided that she wanted to be named Brittany Spears. That is all fine and good, but I didn't really want her looking up to Brittany Spears as a role model. I don't want the girls to dress like her, or act like her, or chew gum and talk at the same time like her... (did anyone see her interview on CNN?)

I told Butterfly that when she grows up, she can change her name to anything she wants but for now, I'll call her Butterfly. Somehow, she twisted that around until she believed that only grown ups could be named Brittany. For the longest time, I would hear "Mom, when I grow up, you will have to call me Brittany, cuz that's my real name."

A month or two ago, Bleu got some postcards from Angie's family. Her daughter, Brittany, had written a wonderful letter and drawn a picture of herself. You could practically see the wheels turning in Butterfly's head.

Butterfly: (Pointing to Angie's Brittany) That Brittany Spears isn't grown up.
Me: Her name isn't Brittany Spears, it is just Brittany.
Butterfly: Is she a little girl?
Me: Not a little, little girl. She is as old as Mica.
Butterfly: (thinking) Does she have sisters?
Me: Yes.
Butterfly: Does she have friends?
Me: I'm sure she does.
Butterfly: Then I am going to be a sister-friend Brittany too!

Whenever she remembered to correct us, we were politely told that her name was not Butterfly. It was Sister-Friend Brittany. This lasted until just a few days ago.

Butterfly: Mom. I have decided I am not Sister-Friend Brittany.
Me: I am so glad. I like you being Butterfly.
Butterfly: Oh, I'm not Butterfly. I am all grown up now. You can call me 'Brittany WITH the Spears'.

LOL... I tried to play along

Me: Butterfly. I mean Brittany. Can you come here?
Butterfly: (Giving me a withering look) I am 'Brittany WITH the Spears'!

Quote

My little sis told me this on the phone this morning. I thought it was applicable to my life as well, so I am posting it here!

I will have lots of opportunities to deal with things in a positive way.

Tantrums

With as many kids as I have, I expect a few tantrums. For the most part, I have been extremely lucky. My kids don't throw fits in public (with the exception of Bleu, age 2-4), they never scream at me and the throwing of bodies to the floor has been kept to a minimum. They are no angels, by any means. But out and out tantrums are just not an option.

The kids were very tired from our trip and I was letting them sleep in yesterday. Around 8:15, I remembered that Mica had a doctor's appointment at 9:00. Luckily, Mike was home and offered to stay with the other kids so that I wouldn't have to wake them up. I woke up Mica and went to get dressed myself. I heard a horrible wailing sound and ran back to her room. She was on the floor, screaming. "I don't want to get up..... Waahhhhhhhh.... I don't want to get dressed..... Waaaaaahhhhhhhh". I was in shock! I explained that we needed to go, but it wasn't until I threatened to take her in her pajamas that she made any move to get dressed. She screamed, and cried, and threw herself on the floor for the 30 minutes before we left. She woke up all the kids, defeating the purpose of having Mike watch them.

If Butterfly would have done that, I would have picked her up, taken her to the couch and dressed her myself while completely ignoring her tantrum. But what do you do when an eleven year old (going on 140 pounds) throws herself on the floor? I am still in shock.

It didn't get much better. She refused to pee in the cup at the doctor's office. She was crying and throwing a fit about it. She locked herself in the bathroom for fifteen minutes and emerged with nothing. We finally had to leave, because Mike had to go back to work. I had to pick up all the kids and return to the doctor's office and wait until she went.

Today, the whole thing seems funny. I wish I had a video camera. Having that on film would be hilarious... Yesterday, it was frustrating. I know there are reasons behind her behavior, but that doesn't make it easier to deal with.

On a positive note: all the cleaning and bandaging three times a day have paid off. The doctor couldn't believe how well her burn has healed. There is only a small spot the size of a dime that is still open. We can use the extra large band-aids now, instead of wrapping her leg. And we don't have to go back unless it takes a turn for the worse. Good news!