Daddy Pete with his gloves on...

I just had to share a "funny" that Avery told me the other day. With all the drama that has been going on around here it was nice to have something funny to smile about.

First off I need to share who Daddy Pete is, he's the father of two of our good friends who we now get to call "friend" & the tribe call "Daddy Pete". We have socialized with their family & the tribe LOVE him. He works for the Fire Dept. where we live & coincidentally has been on duty both times I have called 911 from home. Working for a police/fire dept. I rarely call 911 unless it is an emergency & recently we have had a few of those.

We called a few months back when Lindsey took a face plant into the coffee table & needed stitches & then for the most recent "event". You see my 81 year old mother with 2 artificial knees slipped on the wet patio & broke her leg. Yes you read this correctly, she broke her leg! Her femur to be exact! Our patio is a sore subject for me, it has tile floor & when wet it becomes a hazardous area! Needless to say Mom slipped on the wet part & down she went. We knew something major happened to her leg but did not know exactly until we had X-Rays in the ER. Both times Daddy Pete was on duty & the paramedic that came when we called. All of the kids were very attentive to what all was happening to Grandma but Avery took it especially hard. She had the look of concern on her face, wanted to make sure she was OK & was even weary about seeing her in the hospital with an IV & oxygen. She kept saying Grandma is your leg better?

So all of that brings me to her conversation with me the other day. As we were leaving the hospital Avery tells me I don't want Daddy Pete to come over anymore wearing gloves. At first I was confused, she LOVES Daddy Pete! Why would she not want him to come over? Then it dawned one me. She did not want him to come over on duty!! The gloves she mentioned are the latex ones that he wears when checking out a patient. That girl is SO smart! She does not want any more accidents to occur & especially does not want to see...

Daddy Pete with his gloves on...

Hold your fork!

Ever have one of those days where EVERYTHING goes wrong & the things that come out of your mouth is out of order or just plain wrong!? Well the past two days have been that way for me. Yesterday started out good. We were at Grandma's & she went with us to run a few errands. I was FINALLY able to get two pairs of work pants exchanged. It is SO hard to go anywhere that is not a drive thru with these youngin's. It is just SO much easier to bring Grandma along to watch them while I run in to do what I need to do. Well, it took more that I expected & we were driving ALL over town to get my pants. I almost wanted to forget it all & turn the BURB around & go home but we perservered. We drove about 40 miles & in the end they had to order my pants. On our way back to civilization is when my day went from good to bad. We were in an accident. 4 cars in front of me stopped quick which started a chain reaction and I ended up hitting the vehicle in front of us. LUCKILY my mom, the babies and I appeared unscathed. The woman in the car in front of me & her kids were ok too. However for the BURB it's a different story! It needs some major work done! I could not even drive it! UGH! Needless to say I was upset. I am now in a TOO SMALL rental van until the BURB gets fixed. Funny how no vehicle ever fits us! I feel SO out of place, like I am missing something. I find I am thinking about what could have been & even short tempered at times. Now fast forward to this evening at dinner. My WONDERFUL hubby picked up Chinese so I did not have to cook. Wasn't that sweet of him!? He has been trying to ease my mind ever since the accident but it does not seem to help. Here I am making sure the kids are fed. I made them Macaroni & Cheese, one of their favorites. They are all chatting away telling me that they want more & instead of me saying "I'm coming!", the only thing that came out of my mouth was...

Hold your fork!...