tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43160128398791483722024-02-20T13:39:50.898-05:00Life With BoysRebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.comBlogger697125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-76327336043279486562018-04-20T23:15:00.001-04:002018-04-20T23:15:29.289-04:00Being A Nurse's KidBeing a nurse's kid has to be hard. You don't get a lot of sympathy for scrapes and scratches. On the other hand, you get lectured a lot for all the horrible things that might happen if you aren't extremely careful. You get a lot of education about hand washing, and safety and all the things that might (but honestly, probably won't) happen.
It really stinks to be a nurse's kid when Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-32235789835939700392018-04-20T22:51:00.000-04:002018-04-20T22:51:30.145-04:00It's been awhileThe last few years have brought changes and growth for our family. Little things like nursing school and transitioning to full time working have gotten in the way of writing. Big changes are on the horizon which have me thinking a lot. When I think a lot things can kind of spiral and it gets hard to process everything.. Maybe if I get back to writing about our little Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-19515505249199190732014-07-11T11:50:00.001-04:002014-07-11T11:50:26.534-04:00Overreaction So there are things about me that I know. One. I hate when things break. Particularly when they are things that are expensive and important and SHOULD NOT break. Two. If something isn't how it should be I might be prone to jumping to the worst possible conclusion. Try as I might... Kevin's a little late from work I worry he's been in an accident (we're talking 10 minutes... crazy!) Today, when Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-46352506458968581602014-07-10T09:06:00.001-04:002014-07-10T09:06:08.143-04:00StingyYesterday Zack got stung by a wasp. We were at the pool and the kids were drying out at the playground before we left. He was literally walking to the van and just started flipping out a little bit. I knew some other kids had been stung recently so I put two and two together. He calmed down but it was still hurting him and starting to welt up quite a bit when we got home.
A Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-60722807905256472872014-07-08T09:52:00.000-04:002014-07-08T09:52:07.569-04:00Back to Blogging (I hope!)I have a ginormous zit on my face and I just don't get it. Hello face, I'm not a teenager! Oh and I picked it and made it bleed. So, now here I sit with a gargantuan (bleeding) pimple on my chin. That's not really why I'm here, obviously. I'm here because I need to write. Particularly, I need to write for a brand new nursing blog I'm contributing to and I've started about 5 different thingsRebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-30014576142108455912013-11-24T14:40:00.000-05:002013-11-24T14:40:00.217-05:00It's like a magnetI keep feeling drawn back here - to bloggy land. Things will happen, I will think "I should blog that" and I don't because time gets away from me. Just now, though I commented on More Mom Time and the picture made me laugh because that's me and my fifth grader when he was in kindergarten! My oldest is 11 and I think my bio says he's 7. My tiny guy will be 7 in February. So Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-18249843110590182822013-07-24T12:58:00.000-04:002013-07-24T19:39:22.123-04:00Unintended HilarityMy boys are big into practical jokes. Most of the time it's hilarious. I'm trying to teach them not to let it go too far or turn into things that make people feel bad... But an ice cube down the shirt never hurt anyone, and it keeps life fun.
So, last night when playing cards came out of the ice cube dispenser it was only natural for Eric to respond with "Alright, who is the joker Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-26080025676088125022013-07-03T19:58:00.000-04:002013-07-03T19:58:23.587-04:00Mystery RashesI just took my two little ones to Publix for a few things. While Ben was getting out of the car I noticed some little pink dots on his feet and legs. Now, it's not all that strange for Ben to get rashes. He has seriously sensitive skin. But this rash was different that what I'd seen. As Zack got out of the car, I saw the exact same spots.
My mind raced. What on earthRebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-3830183749873573602013-06-14T23:58:00.002-04:002013-07-24T19:46:24.083-04:00The little crazy things resolve. So about the crazy...
The car seems to be working well. No engine light, no weird shifting. I'm crossing my fingers and toes that it stays this way and we finally got the final fix.
I found the red box movie. I had it for 10 days. It was in a little cubby hole in the van. Actually Ben found the movie when I had given up on looking for it. While we were driving, completely by Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-58497086838337253452013-06-06T14:14:00.002-04:002013-07-24T19:46:55.920-04:00More little thingsMore little things:
Ben talking about his heart "beeping" instead of beating.
The boys ganging up on me and throwing me in the pool. (Ok, I could have fought harder, but the laughter was well worth it.
Lots of hugs and kisses and "I love yous" coming from the guys. They are really the sweetest, most loving little boys.
The little things can drive you a little bit crazy too, though.&Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-31270473641998796722013-05-31T23:34:00.001-04:002013-05-31T23:34:56.300-04:00It's the little thingsSo a little tiny bit of honesty. Things have been stressful and difficult these last few months. But sometimes it helps to just see what's good.
Today was good. It was actually great. I was able to go to Animal Kingdom with Eric for his 5th grade field trip. Things still weighed on my mind, but it was just fun.
Coming home to my guys and snuggling with Ben was A-mazing. It's Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-73776551075674612662013-05-24T10:30:00.000-04:002013-05-24T10:30:03.738-04:00BenFunny how things change but still they stay the same. Ben is 6 now and finishing up his first year of kindy. HOW is my tiny baby boy about to be a first grader? And do you remember when he was tiny and driving me crazy with the climbing and escaping and getting into things? I clicked a random link in my blog just now and ran across this post . He was tenacious! He would do Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-12155609484512213412013-05-16T14:36:00.001-04:002013-05-16T14:36:23.202-04:00So it's been a whileLooking at my last post I can't believe it was December that I was last here. Haven't blogged, haven't read blogs. I have pretty much spent most of the last 5 months buried under books and trying to keep things in some semblance of order.
But I finished my first year of nursing school! I survived! And while school is so very challenging I really do love the part about Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-71811734556544966102012-12-12T16:51:00.001-05:002012-12-12T16:51:18.364-05:00Blood, Sweat, and Tears.. and dead thingsYou know the time when you decide to say yes more often, and be a better mom? The time when the kids say "Can we ride bikes to school?" And you say "SURE!" and you just know it's going to be great! You'll get some exercise! The kids will be happy! And some of the excess energy (ha! I just typed injury by accident - foreshadowing perhaps..) out of the crazy boys. Win for everyone, Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-55129490598516008952012-09-20T22:22:00.000-04:002012-09-20T22:22:32.051-04:00More Funny StuffSo today was McDonald's night for the kids school. You know, where part of the proceeds go to the kids' school and they get to see their teachers at McDonald's. For my boys this is the single most exciting thing EVER. Because seeing teachers outside of school is just so exciting and different! (Because they don't quite yet realize that teachers have their own kids and families Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-14211650326127762052012-09-19T20:22:00.000-04:002012-09-19T20:22:41.246-04:00Kindergarten TalesA few minutes ago, Ben announced to me that his clip got moved to yellow. Obviously, I asked why. He said for chatting. I told him he shouldn't talk while his teacher is talking. He told me his teacher was testing kids outside and Ms. M came into class. I asked what Ms. M looked like and he said she had an afro. Hmmm. I couldn't think of any subs with afros. I Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-48569215825911932072012-09-03T23:22:00.000-04:002012-09-03T23:22:06.354-04:00AmazingWe went to the beach today. It amazes me still, that in a day we can pack up, hit the beach, and make it home by dinner. Every time I drive to Kevin's office over the Howard Frankland I am amazed that I really live here. Anyway, after a perfect day at the beach, on the way home I realized Eric's glasses were missing. After some sleuthing of the 4 adults in the car we Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-88790726714468602002012-08-18T20:54:00.001-04:002012-08-18T20:54:35.209-04:00RudenessI am in.a.mood. My basic demeanor lends me toward being happy. I get stressed and anxious, sure. I worry about stuff that I can't control and I think I might be a little on the hyper side. For the most part I identify myself as a happy person. I let things roll off my back. I go with the flow. And sometimes... rude people really piss me off.
So I went to Wal-Mart. This Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-46099149220605315592012-08-10T09:17:00.001-04:002012-08-10T09:17:46.332-04:00Summer Time Wrap UpSo this summer has been absolutely nothing like I envisioned. It hasn't been bad, just as often happens the reality is different from the expectation.We were going to spend lots of afternoons at the pool. Instead, a lot of times by the time we got our chores done it was raining, so we've had to find inside stuff to do. I had a whole schedule lined out. We were going to have Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-91907470077908062032012-06-14T22:34:00.002-04:002012-06-15T07:18:06.902-04:00PuppiesSo when people used to tell me having a puppy was like having a baby and I'd scoff because babies are PEOPLE and puppies are DOGS. I still see that distinction, but I can now also totally see the parallels. Let's explore:
Babies get you up at night. They need to eat and be changed. You sleepily feed them and change them and if you are reallllllly lucky you can sleep for a few Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-66676176464910830472012-06-08T11:23:00.000-04:002012-06-08T11:23:45.226-04:00Summer Time. Day 3We are on day 3 of summer time and thank goodness it looks like it might stay dry long enough for us to get to the pool!
Yesterday, we had some friends over because our very close friends are moving to Texas. I've known it for a while, but what I hadn't realized was that the kids were leaving yesterday to visit their dad (in Texas) and wouldn't be returning to Florida. The kids had Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-26647238748033730332012-06-06T13:25:00.001-04:002012-06-06T13:25:02.953-04:00School's Out. Day 1The first day of summer we have - played with our new puppy, made spy cars out of boxes, made chore charts and gone over expectations, made a "boredom jar," had lunch, and drawn the first stick out of the boredom jar. This sent Eric and Mark on a quest to draw a map of the neighborhood and hide some item for me and the little kids to find (and mark it on the map.) Now this little Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-19771291813215867652012-05-23T10:50:00.004-04:002012-05-23T10:50:54.531-04:00The TEAS TestI walked out of the testing center with my hands shaking and feeling a little disoriented. Thank goodness for instantaneous results or I would have been even more shaken. Throughout the test, I had to quiet the voice. You know the one... the nagging doubt. The wondering if I should even keep going. I really did not feel like I was doing well in spite of the hours of preparation I had put in. Yet,Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-78837501678687112202012-05-15T08:50:00.001-04:002012-05-15T08:50:29.310-04:00Jumping back inWell, it seems like it's been awhile. I can't believe my last post was in January. That's about the time school started back and I had a lot of studying to do. I pulled through the semester with As in A &P and Nutrition. Now, for the big, bad, ugly TEAS test. I guess I'll take it Thursday. Then all that's left is applying to the nursing program. This terrifies meRebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4316012839879148372.post-84140728052092333142012-01-30T20:24:00.020-05:002012-01-30T20:24:00.679-05:00Freezer Meal UpdateSo, Friday morning Ben and I went to Sams to procure all of the makings for my freezer meals. That part of the mission was definitely accomplished. I went to lunch with some amazing friends, and then did some school work Friday afternoon. So, I finally started working on actual cooking about 4 PM. Here's how it went down.
I had found some potatoes in the pantry, so I washed them up Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10669093963153870989noreply@blogger.com2