Fall Is Here... Fall Is Here...

This is my second favorite time of year! My first being winter of course. This is the time of year were my pee smells like pumpkin because, well I have pumpkin juice, coffee, muffins, cake, pies and candy. Yes I eat them all. I am a huge pumpkin fan. There is many other awesome things going on in New England other then peeing pumpkins. We have apple picking, foliage watching (boring,) cider mills and can't forget Thanksgiving at Plimoth Plantation.
Some of my favorite things about New England in the fall is...
1. If I don't want to be cold well then I can go apple picking during the day in the sun when it is still 75. Or I can go an hour later if I want to snuggle in a sweat shirt because it is New England it will be 55 by then.
2. Almost anything I can get in pumpkin flavor.
3. No more annoying out of state people trying to attempt the drive to the cape.
4. School. Need I saw more on that.
5. Being stared at by out of staters because I am still wearing shorts and tanks while drinking an iced coffee in 60 degree weather.
6. Pumpkin coffee.
7. Halloween and pumpkins.
8. Only needing the ac on In the car half the time, usually in the middle of the day when it is 65.
9. Sam Adams fall beer flavors.
10. Did I mention pumpkin flavored everything, even Sam Adams beer?

I don't think there is a more better time other then winter, my favorite, of course. Do you have anything to add to why fall is so awesome?
Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

A Day At The Beach.

I love living south of Boston. We have awesome beaches just 30 mins away on the Cape. We also have a so so beach just 15 mins from my house which is huge has nice sand but also a lot of teenagers who like to swear smoke butts and be annoying. So if you go on a Monday in the morning you tend to not have to worry about them!
So 8:30am I packed up my kids, the sun screen, beach towels and snacks and headed out. We picked up Kristen and then set off to Hull for the beach. We got their around 10am after coffee runs and breakfast runs (have to feed the kids and pregnant lady.)
The beach had maybe a dozen people where we parked and we scored free parking! If you know Hull at all that is nearly impossible! So yes we were excited. We unloaded the car kids, cooler, pregnant woman and towel bags and went to find the perfect spot on the beach to put our beach bums.
First thing we did was run right for the water! OMG way to cold but alas I dived in head first anyway! Hey I have new ears now! I can finally swim!
We came out and I decided that I wanted to build sand creators. So first I made a Octopus.

Alora made the lips and eyes with rocks!
Then I made a sea turtle. Which is funny because when the Octo was done Robert was so excited yelling make me a turtle that this skinny 20something girl with her perfect tanned boyfriend was like "Oh my gosh like she can even make a turtle that octo was easy." So she set off to make her bucket size turtle and mine well was as big as Alora....

SO after we put the skinny girl in a giraffe print bikini to shame we decided to make a crab. Off we went...

We were so sandy but had a great time just Mommy Robert and Alora! I think we did pretty good!

Then when we were packing up to go this nice man walked over to Alora and handed her a giant clam! Which we hummed at, made him open his shell, and he spit on us! It was great!

I forgot how much I loved the smell and taste of the ocean and how great a day at the beach is! We topped it off with cheese fries and hot dogs. Went to Mom's pool after that, then after the bellies settled from the big lunch we had ice cream for dinner! Hey it never hurts to have ice cream for dinner sometimes :)

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Fevers Fevers EVERYWHERE.

As most of you know (if you read the about me section) I was a EMT before I became a nanny. I know many tips and tricks for sick babies, children and adults. Usually when one of the 5 get sick, all 5 end up having it as well as usually the parents lol. Now when Robert gets sick it is a trip to our hospital and a week long stay. We try to keep him away from the bad germs and so far knock on wood it is just the girls suffering from this round.
On Tuesday the girls and I were having a normal morning. Breakfast and then headed out to spend the day in the pool. All is fine and dandy we head in for lunch and BAM. Bean (the youngest of the group)is weird. She does not want to eat which is terrible for her! She eats loads and loads. She says she is tired and wants to sleep. I feel her and well she is BURNING. Ok check temp. 104.3! Yes that high! Give her Motrin throw her in the tub and got it down to 102. Ok bean sleeps we battle it all day keeping up with meds and naps.
Wednesday morning Bean is feeling a little better. Go about our day as normal because she is ok. Lunch hits and BAM Laylay (oldest girl middle child) is hit HARDER then Bean. Check her temp. Oh my Goddess she is 105.1! Ok well before I call 911 I am going to try and kill this. Ok Laylay meds, check, tub for 30 mins, check. Ok we have you down after 2 hours to 104.8 not good. On the sofa she goes, under big blanket, cold wet face cloths and 5 packs of frozen veggies around her body. Temp got down to 103. Few.
Friday. Everyone is better running around we do fun things eat ice cream have pizza for lunch its a great day. Mailman comes and picks up Alora-Sara and goes home. I get home at 5ish and I said "Mailman husband why is Alora passed out on our bed?" "Oh I don't know?" Mailman Says.
REALLY HER FEVER IS 103!
Ugh round 3 we go! Needless to say she is STILL on the bed falling in and out of sleep. Temp is at the least down to 101. We are happy though that if we have to be stuck inside on this beautiful day at least there is a Harry Potter Marathon on ABC Family!
What do you do when your children suffer like this? Does is spread around your house like wild fire?

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Boston Your My Home...

I won't lie, it is pretty kick ass that I come from one of the most amazing cities in all the world! We have Fenway Park, the Boston GAHDEN, and Gillette Stadium. If you don't know already well let me tell you, Boston fans are the most DIE HARD, VICIOUS, CRAZY fans ever! We waited a LONG time for big events. 86 Years for a World Series and going on 40 years for a Stanly Cup. When the Patriots won the Super Bowl(ok I am not a Pats fan at all but eh ya know) the city of Boston had all their streets down and we danced in the streets. When the Celtics won the same happened. When the Sox won, IT WAS THE ECLIPSE MOON TO END ALL! (yes they won the night of the eclipse!) We danced, we cried, we cheered, we woke babies, we hugged strangers and we stopped breathing as we felt like there was nothing else left in this world! AS if this was the perfect day in our entire existence.
As I sit here watching my beloved Bruins in game 1 of the Stanley cup, I find myself thinking of my amazing childhood. I have the most amazing family and my closest cousin Tom was my best friend. Growing up I was dragged to all the hockey games where I would get a hot chocolate and cheer for these little kids who's uniform shirts were tripping them more then their skates. I learned how to tighten a skate by the time I was 6 and how to tape a stick faster then any other chick I knew. I loved hockey! As I grew older (High School) I still went to the games where I found my first "love!" His name was Dan, he was my hockey player. And well you know at 15 you are in love and going to marry them! To this day I can't remember his last name lol. But as I got older I got the smell of a hockey man forever in my mind. I LOVE THE SMELL OF A HOCKEY MAN!
I am sitting here PRAYING for a wonderful outcome to this game because I am from BOSTON! I am sitting here grunting, fist throwing, screaming and yelling. Maybe that is why I broke out this post to take my mind of this anxiety! But doing all this losing sleep it is all worth it! (YES A FIGHT) (a good fight!!!) HOLD ON...
Phew that was awesome way to go Bergeron! As I was saying I think I needed to spit out this post in my excited!
LET'S GO BRUINS!! LET'S GO BRUINS!!

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Talking Like A Sailor... Walking Like A Princess...

Since Alora-Sara was born she has been the happiest baby. Always smiling at Mommy, Daddy and Brother Robert. But never has smiled for 90% of her pics I take and forget professional photos! When she learned how to talk she wouldn't talk to anyone but us. She is a very serious little girl. She has gone to dance class for two years with the same kids and the same teachers YUP still won't talk to them. She has been in school since September and finally talked to her teacher in March. What the heck! We call it the "death stare!" The entire family and friends think this is hilarious! I do too really. She has the mouth of a sailor and the walk of a princess. Just the way I want it! It's funny we went to the American Legion today with Daddy after the cemetery and pizza (we always do this) the kids were playing with the pool tables and I met a woman that my Daddy has known since school who was married to a good friend of his. My Daddy then told her that I was a girl with "A sailors mouth" I butted in with "And I walk like a princess!" Miss Alora-Sara then came over (mind you she hates people) and said. "My Mommy Says I talk like Sailors and walk like a princess to. Who the hell are you anyway!?" Well first of all if I was a "normal mom" I would have said something to her about not saying "hell." But alas all the ENTIRE bar could do was laugh! Then she flashed the BIGGEST smile I have ever seen! Legit I was soooo proud! Talking Like a Sailor Walking like a Princess! So yes this post is about Alora-Sara and never smiling so here are details and stories... 1. I have worked for the same family (my three nanny children) for 7 years. Alora has been there for 4 years she has only talked to my boss 3 times. 2. She needs to wear a dress all the time and it has to be black or have skulls. 3. She wants a Harry Potter birthday party. 4. She asked her friends at dance to bring her death toys. 5. She says hell and sh*t. (yes I admit it those are stories for another day) 6. She never smiles for pictures EVER. 7. She Talks Like a Sailor and Walks Like a Princess.... Number 7 is all that matters. I come from a great family. I just happen to have a very Irish mouth. I never back down. I admit it! Hey nothing to hide. I mean they are words. Robert never swears, ever, he is a good kid. He would whoop yo a** if he needed to. But he is my sweet caring loving boy. Alora on the other hand unless you are an animal of some sort, YUP forget it. From day one any old person, young person, random person, kid she gave you the "DEATH STARE!" I admit I don't like that she says "Oh Sh*t" every time she drops something or hurts her self. I don't like that she doesn't show people how happy she really is. Then again does it matter? She is caring for all family and friends, she loves her animals, she loves her best friend Lena and Laylay and she is a Princess... Well here we go I am posting her best pictures :)

You would think this child has a sad life... Nope just won't smile! What the heck!? Well I am sorry if I shocked anyone with the swearing :) Nope wait I am not sorry that is my life! But isn't that why you read this? Now off to watch my miserable daughter sleep... Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Memorial Day... Not Just For Food...

I went to my Mom and Daddy's (yes I still call him Daddy) house today. I was only suppose to be to dropping off the swing I ordered her for Mothers Day. I stayed to put it together. Then my Mom and I decided that we should maybe scrub all the patio furniture, which turned into scrubbing the out door toys and finally power-washing the deck. After 5 hours of very strenuous work we were done. But I realized driving home that I got to spend and entire afternoon on this holiday weekend alone with her. We talked about all the plans for Monday, the food, who is coming and what toys the kids will want to play with. We never once mentioned what the day is all about. Every year the Sunday before Memorial Day I have taken my Daddy to the cemetery to visit his Mom, Dad and Brother. My Uncle Joel died in Vietnam. He was only 21 years old. He was from what I hear a great writer and a wonderful man. He helped raise my Dad, Uncle and Aunt after their Mother passed early in their life. He then went on to serve our Country. He died for this Country. We have a way of doing this special Sunday. I pick my Daddy up, we head to the same garden center we always have, buy some daisies (my favorite) head to the cemetery then head to the town spa in Stoughton to enjoy some pizza. He tells me stories of his family, most I have heard a thousand times before. We talk about how brave my Uncle was and how again he was a wonderful writer. It is a special weekend I enjoy and as I sit there and talk to my family that have passed I look at that little flag flapping so proudly in the ground next to his name, H. "Joel" Lindelof Vietnam Veteran and I feel proud, proud of all those that this day is for. Monday will come, I will head to my Mom and Daddy's house. Meet our family there and enjoy traditional hot dogs and burgers. We will have a few beers and a few laughs. Then before we know it back to the normal work life. So come Monday when you are enjoying the same, take a minuet to say thank you for all that served this country so that you can enjoy a burger and dog..... Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

DAMN IT ALL LOUISE! Why are you such a perfect awesome dog :)

Yea so I am a Mommy to a dog. YUP I will fully admit I am one of those that sleep with my dog, play with my dog, drive with my dog (not in my lap,) and bring my dog EVERYWHERE. I love her I waited a LONG time for another perfect dog. Louise is perfect. Here is just 10 reasons why she is... 1. She has HUGE ears. 2. Her legs are so short and she has no elbows. 3. She always looks like she is high! (it is kind of funny) 4. She smells like Fritos. 5. She has a large brown spot on her butt that makes her look like she is wearing pants. 6. She doesn't leave the yard and is a leash free yard dog. 7. She is always at my feet wanting more love. 8. She LOVES Robert and Alora 9. She puts the whole cat's head in her mouth and spits her out without even pissing her off! (thats talent dude I can't even get my fist in mine! Ok well I can) 10. You ask her what is on top of the house. She looks at you and say "RUFF" Yea I pretty much have the most kick ass dog ever. But sometimes I could kill her. Like how 10 mins are getting the new rug she dragged her ARSE over it! Her ears always need to be cleaned from their hugeness, she takes up about 85% of the bed. She smells like Fritos... WAIT WAIT... Other then the butt rubbing nothing is really BAD about Louise.

I wanted Louise for a long time and the day I had Alora walk her threw the house door (oh please I wasn't walking into a house with my Mother in Law who said she would kick me in the arse if I brought home a dog!) So I sent in the 2 year old with 5 month old puppy on a leash! Yea I was smart :) Everyone in this house instantly fell in love! I mean come on how can you not love a dog that looks like she spends her life with Bob Marley!? They say a dog can extend your life, and help with sever depression. Hell I will take a few extra years on my life and we all know I am crazy so I will help that too! But I can say this. I may not know if that is true but right now, in this moment, at this time I could not imagine her being anywhere else but under my lap top as a desk top for me <3 she is my everything in a dog. She is perfect! Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

No Sleep... Moody Mommy... Stupid Mail Man hubby!!!

Yea it is my fault I got knocked up by the mail man, but seriously? Going postal! Not him ME. I hardly slept last night. Went to bed at 1am, Alora woke up at 2am wanting a drink, woke up at 730am I AM EXHAUSTED! So where am I going with this? Well hmm the way us moody woman act with all our hormones! Oh don't deny it! You are crazy too! So there I was this morning talking to Liz as every morning and we got into the conversation of woman being Bit*h's. When we have a bad day we tend to take it out on everyone (again don't deny it.) Hardly sleeping last night the stress of everything in the last two weeks and the dreaded DR appointment we have this afternoon, I AM A PSYCHO! I hardly listen to my husband, Alora is bugging me, the dog smells and I want to nap. However being a Mom it is ok. I mean don't go crazy to the point of being committed BUT we are all entitled to have bad days! I mean come on God didn't make us all perfect. He made woman witches, men grumpy and kids are made to drive us crazy! So we need to let it out. Like I said don't go kicking your husbands arse but get it out. I do we all do. Don't go about saying oh I am perfect, I don't yell, I don't cry, I don't fart, and most certainly never stress out. BAHAHAHAHA right. Find a good friend to vent to and let it out. And make sure you return the favor. Ok my moody, exhausted rant is over. Have a BEAUTIFUL Wednesday. RIGHT.

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Wanting Babies... Baby Needing Blues...

There is no denying the fact that inside I am hurting, crying, needing, wanting another baby in my family. I got Louise thinking I could have a puppy care for a puppy while caring for my two beautiful children and be content for a long time. I find myself not even a year later not feeling fulfilled. I am going threw extreme baby blues. I am not talking about the ones you get after your baby, but the one where you just NEED a baby. There has been many friends and family who have had babies or are currently pregnant. I don't want to steal anyone's spot light, and I don't need any myself, but I just don't feel like I should be the only one not in the "club." I don't want a baby because everyone is "doing it" but I need a baby. I have always wanted a big family. Five or more kids I have dreamed of. I know I can handle it as I do it every day at work. There is just something in me that is craving this. My children are my joy and reason for living (OK the mail man too.) I just feel like our family is not done. I decided 3 years ago to get an IUD because at the time it was not right. Right now seems like not the time either with money and space etc. Honestly though when is anyone financially stable for a baby. Even the rich ones. So putting off your life goals is not worth it. I had the "talk" with my husband last night with no wining and not complaining we listened to each other. For a long time with the stress of Robert and Alora getting older he just was not ready to start all over again. I agreed for some time. We had our talk last night and he agreed we are not "done" with our baby making, but expressed his feelings of not wanting to go threw a pregnant wife alone again. He might kill me for what I am about to spill but eh he can pick up another tray of mail and take the aggravation out on your envelopes heehee. Anyway he expressed to me his two best friends are finally settled down and soon they will start their families. He wants to be part of that with them and them be part of us. I though it was extremely sweet for a man to express his true feelings, and he didn't tell me no! As a woman I know how we all feel about being and going threw things alone, and how we all dream at some point of being pregnant with our best friends. Liz and I always dreamed of that and our boys are 7 months apart and the babies 2 years apart. It makes you feel so good to have someone to talk to about the good things, the bad things, and lets face it the gross things! So as for now, I will be happy and enjoy my friends babies, be a good friend and help them out. Buy them adorable clothes and share in their joy. When our time is right we will move forward have lots of "baby making fun" and enjoy our own pregnancy and new born. Life as I know it is and will be perfect no matter what happens.

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Love You Parents. They Will Not Be Here Forever.

I don't think one knows how important their parents are until they themselves are parents. My Dad is my whole world and my Mom my inspiration. They have struggled to give my Brother and I everything and anything we ever needed or wanted. Even now when my car breaks down or I need food they are the first to pay the bills until I can pay them back. They gave me food, clothes, a home and love. And if I can be half that to my kids, I know I am amazing. Three Years ago a month and 1/2 after my wedding my dad fell into a coma. I got the phone call when I was on my way to work. I turned my car around and drove threw Boston traffic (which trust me takes FOREVER)never stopped my car and never stopped crying. I walked into my Dad's room and fell by his side and remained there for almost 4 weeks. Watched the news and told him all about it. When the Sox traded Manny his heart rate and breathing because crazy and I was yelled at by the nurse :) I spent almost a month away from my family only coming home to shower and sleep. Sleeping only minuets a night and tossing and turning the rest of that night. It was the worst 4 weeks of my life. My Daddy pulled threw it all and is now fine. He has bad days where he gets confused and his short term memory is sometimes compromised but all in all a healthy guy. Today I spent the day with my Dad and the kids. We all piled in my parents small kitchen and made dinner together. A nice hot chicken dinner! I believe if I wasn't there every day talking to him, making him listen to my voice he might not have survived. I missed my daughters chicken pox and first time pooping on the potty. She doesn't remember me missing it but my son he remembers me missing his first soccer goal. But when I talk to him about it he reminds me that Grandpy is my Dad and him and his sister were taken care of by Daddy and happy. That I did the right thing. So tonight call your Mom's and Dad's and just ask how their day is. Tell them the weather or talk about sports. The little things can make a HUGE difference! It saved my Dad's life. Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

3 Year Olds NEED Naps

 I am sitting here with a baby on both sides. These two three year olds are exhausted! First of all they have gone all week from school and other things. It has been raining for ever here and that makes you tired anyway and one of them was up all night! When I say all night went to bed at 8 was up at 2am and has yet to sleep since. The other one was up until 10 playing in her room and had to be woken up at 7am. It is said a child of their age should sleep 11-12 hours a night as well a hour nap a day. These two fight sleep like Mike Tyson in his Ear match, NASTY.
Why won't they sleep? As for us Mommies we are EXHAUSTED! I don't mind my Alora staying up late because she sleeps late but that should NOT be the case. I am a very strict bed time Mom. I am not strict about most things but this I am a stickler for. My children from day one home were put in their rooms at 630-7 lights out. As infants they would wake up at midnight and then 5am fed in the dark sang to changed and put back into bed. They would then start their little infant days with cat naps and boobs (oh the life!) As they grew older 7pm stayed bed time.

My oldest napped until he was 5! I think even at the age of 5 they should lay down after school and rest. Sleeping no more then 30-45 mins. They are happier and healthier.
I am sorry but these Moms that let their kids roam the house at all hours of the night or keep them out till 1am let them sleep till noon I mean come on what the hell is wrong with you!? Children are a responsibility if you didn't want that then give it up to someone who does!

I am having a hard time dealing with the lack of sleep and the no naps. At night we have started melatonin which has helped immensely! However during the day we are still at no naps. If we are in the car before dinner they fall asleep then bed time well that is even more hell!
So where am I getting at?
1. Children CRAVE a bed time and bed routine.
2. 3 year olds should be napping (for my sanity as well!)
3. Mom's who don't care about this issue well reconsider your life choices.
4. HELP!? What are your thoughts, opinions and advice?

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Alora-Sara's "Special Day"

 Today marked a very good day in preschool life! It was Alora-Sara's special day in school. She got a crown, got to pick the songs and even got strawberries with whipped cream and a candle! In a way this made me so proud but sad at the same time. With the end of preschool soon I am faced with the reality of my baby going into Pre-K.

But lets just talk about today for now! We arrived at school with a skull dress and blue hair (yea that was a fight this morning) and a crown waiting that says "Alora 4" Well she did not want me to leave so I said ok I will stay for a little while. I ended up staying all morning.

First was Alora going into class and getting her special crown and a lot of "Oh how cute your blue hair!" Yea sure it is. Alora then headed to the table and started writting her name! I couldn't believe it! not even 4 yet and writes her name! I am so proud!

 Then we all played with swamp water! We found little plankton and put them under microscopes! Then we fed the frog that was also caught in the swamp some worms! Well 8 girls watching the slaughter of a worm was, well lets just say, morbid! We checked out the tadpoles and a fish spider (yuck) and then it was rug time. Alora got to pick out the song, of course it was the doughnut song! Then I left for a little while to escape...

When I returned we were ready for snack! Alora and I brought in special strawberries and whipped cream! they had a candle and sang "Happy Special Day!"
We played dress up which is where all the fun began! Every little girl (all 8) were now surrounding me sitting with their evil little stares! I was weirded out and so wasn't the teacher. She asked why no one was playing one little girl then raised her hand and said "We want to know why Alora's mommy wrote on her arm?" Oh boy my tattoos!? Well I said "When you are older you can talk about it to your Mommy and Daddies but right now lets DRESS UP!" that was a good enough answer for them! for the next 45 mins we played and played it was wonderful!
We all went outside where we played Mr Fox!
After outside time we all headed in for one more story! Then Alora thanked all her friends and gave them all a bow, which we had made! 
It was a AWESOME special day for my Alora and a great day for me too!
Now Bed Time?

Much Thoughts For All De

Publish Post

nise <3

Guess I will Try A wordless Wednesday :)

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

ARE YOU KIDDING!? LICE?! FRIGGEN NASTY!

With the extreme embarrassment that comes with having a child or yourself with Lice, I was not going to blog about it. Then I sat down and read and read and read about Lice and I was totally all wrong about it! Don't get me wrong NO ONE wants Lice but I have always been TERRIFIED and a snob about it. So I wanted to write this post so I can kill some of people's fears and embarrassment. 
With 5 children all of which go to school it is amazing (up until now) that they have not gotten these little stressful bugs. Well low and behold the eldest girl got a note home from school there was a Lice outbreak. LOVELY. Head checks started. Nothing, Nothing and Nothing for two weeks. Phew I think we are in the clear. NOPE the oldest girl got it spread to the oldest boy now spread to the two babies. I AM SO GROSSED OUT AND EMBARRASSED! Of course I call the Pediatrician in TEARS. Crying how I am extremely clean and my daughter is clean and how could this happen! She calmed me down and started telling me HER story. Her daughters had it, the nurses children had it, it is life it is lice and it spreads like wildfire! So we start.
All 4 children (lucky my oldest boy did not get it nor did I) were treated and combed, and combed, and combed and are still being combed. First time in my life I found myself at the laundry mat with 10 BIG loads of clothes and bedding (our washer and dryer are just to small) Between the laundry mat, the head treatments and other products we are $150 in the hole. LOVELY. But worth it.
So this is were the snob part of me comes into play. I have always thought it was dirty people who got lice, that lice can jump from person to person, it lives in furniture and oh my god my car! Again CRYING to the pediatrician. This is what I learned from research on the internet (we all know google doesn't lie lol)   Contrary to what people think Lice can not jump or fly, can not live off a host for more then 12-24 hours, is extremely very hard very rare to be transferred threw furniture or car seats, and really the only way to get it is by head to head contact. Well that would explain why girls are more prone to it then boys. Girls are more touchy touchy and the oldest well she sleeps with the brother and then holds the babies all the time. Well YUP that spread it. After the shock wore off we treated. You treat and comb and comb then treat again in 7-10 days and usually that is all you have to do.
Lice can not harm you they are just a nuisance. They are not dirty or carry diseases. Pets can NOT carry them (due to the oil on their fur and skin.) And once everything is laundered in vacuumed you should be in the clear. It states everywhere do not kill yourself cleaning and spending time cleaning because you should be spending time combing the source because again they can not live off host.
So since Thursday (since I am anti bug) I have vacuumed out my entire car washed all car seats, luckily I was getting a new rug, vacuumed all furniture striped all beds, washed all laundry and packed up the stuffed animals and have put them away for two weeks.
Take the time if you have school age children to read up and learn the truth about lice. I did and I feel a little better about it and yes I am still extremely embarrassed but it is life. It happens to over 150million school age children a year (mind you that is only on average 8 months year wise) they say 4 out of a class of 20 get lice every year. It is extremely common  and not dirty at all. I am listing a few websites I have found which has really helped me in my lice journey and I am happy to say WE HAVE TACKLED THIS PROBLEM better then a line backer for the Cowboys. We are now Lice free in only 5 days!
(These are not my children's head lice just pictures I have found to inform you)

http://biotech.law.lsu.edu/cphl/Practice/lice/hl-myths.htm
http://www.headlice.org/
http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0001843/
Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

New Carpet... GET YOUR SHOES OFF YOU JERK!

As we all know by now Kieren and I live in the basement of our amazing home. I love it! Big space, privacy from the rest of the house and let's face it we can have all the hanky panky we want and no one can hear it, OH WAIT haha no I think we tend to wake the MIL a lot :) it is life. 
Anyway I got off subject a lot. Because we live in a basement in Mass it tends to get wet. No biggy we have a french drain and a dehumidifier so we are pretty good. HOWEVER the carpet that was down was OLD had been flooded and had a basset hound try and potty train. IT SMELLED! Not every day but every time it rained and snowed (that is a lot in Boston) it smelled so bad of musk pee and you name it. Hey I was embarrassed at first but come on IT IS LIFE. It isn't like I was walking around smelling of pee it isn't THAT bad.
Anyway we got a new carpet! I am so excited! We had a big name company come and do it and can I just say they were AMAZING. We had a break out in the house (which once I get over the shock of it I will blog about that to) so we have been overwhelmed and the basement was not cleaned out like it should have been. Well the very nice WICKED HOT carpet guy showed up. Of course my MIL and I were in tickles over his cuteness, and my husband went CRAZY packing up the baby's room with all our useless crap muddling under his breath that MIL and I are crazy.
After the giggles and the wanting to scream "YOUR HOT!" I started apologizing for the basement that we were rushing to pack it up and we have been sick. He patiently waited and his crew showed up. Now I am thinking because this is a big chain carpet people they wouldn't be so awesome. No they were amazing! He waited for his crew they came (all of which were HOT) and they went to work. We didn't have to move once piece of furniture, they kept our fridge hooked up the entire time, they let us come in and out to inspect the carpet and most importantly they explained every process! They were so amazingly nice! AND HOT.
Anyway that was all off subject. So our old carpet like I said was nasty. Now with my new red gleaming carpet I find myself in the last 14 hours screaming at the world to take off their shoes. Then the worst thing happened in ALL of the world (see you keep reading and it gets good) Louise not even 10 hours after installation looked and SCOOTED ON MY NEW CARPET! I never yell at my cute dog and I screamed! "LOUISE GET YOUR A** OFF MY CARPET YOU DIRTY H*E!" Yea pretty bad.
So what am I getting to here? Well I am so grateful for our new carpet. However do I honestly think that with two kids, a dog, a husband, friends and a cat that this carpet will be perfect forever? No but again that is life! I will enjoy this amazing clean smelling and looking carpet (and the dreams of the sexy carpet boys) for as long as I can. I shall vacuum 4385760 times a day and squish my toes in it. But lets face it after a couple years, I am sure the kids will be back to dirty feet! However I hope the smell stays away!
Oh and this picture not of the new carpet (still organizing) but of Miss Louise who was pretty pissed she couldn't go inside and sleep all day on the bed.

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Two 3 year olds... UGH that is annoying! SHUT IT OFF!

I am sitting here on my LT about to write a blog but what to write about? OH RIGHT ALORA AND BEAN BEING LOUD! Well not just loud but their average day I would like to write about. You see I have been called lazy and pathetic and all this stuff because I don't work a "real" job and I am not on my feet all day! REALLY!? Are you on crack!? I have at any given time 2-5 children ALL day. Yes I chose to be a Nanny yes I chose to be a Mom and you are telling me I am lazy? Really let's take a walk in a typical Denise day.
6:55am. Get up shower (usually alone but sometimes the baby showers with me) get dressed, get Alora dressed pack up for work and head out by 7:25am.
7:30  Driving to work Alora starts crying she wants to watch Harry Potter. Sorry kid but we watch Harry Potter 4736529 times in the car in the past week I want the radio to hear the weather. Arrive at DD's for some coffee and Alora's peanut butter bagel.
8:00am Arrive at work to 2 girls not dressed yet not fed yet usually vegging on the sofa no big deal. Talk to mom she is gone by 8:10 at the latest I find both girls clothes, shoes, back packs feed them breakfast, brush their hair, find coats and have them loaded up in the car (all 3 girls now mind you) by 8:42am to make it to the bus stop by 8:45am bus comes.
Driving again with the babies have to be at school soon rush there.
9:00am drop the babies off for two hours of preschool.
In those two hours I run errands shopping bills bank anything.
11:30am Pick the babies up.
12:00pm get home start lunch that takes some times while the girls are running around lunch is made as they are screaming that is not what they want for lunch that I am a bad Mommy etc. Typical food day.
12:15pm they are done eating because god forbid I have time to pee. They start playing which I play with them. Anything from tea party to barbies to painting.
1-1:25pm they being 3 are exhausted! So I lay them on the sofa and give them a movie. I finally get to pee and catch up on FB and my blog. OH LOOK one has to poop... Wipe her butt get her back on the sofa. Oh the other wants popcorn go make that. Oh you have to pee now go do that. Oh the movie is skipping ok I will fix that.
Oh look it is 2:30om the second oldest boy gets off the bus with an hour of homework that he always cries over so I am sitting there while the other two babies are ripping apart the house. Do homework.
Oh crap it is 2:50 stop your home work girls get in the car! Where are your sock and shoes? Girls let's go! No boy there is no toys in the car right now. No just leave your home work. GOD GUYS WE ARE LATE GET YOUR BUTTS IN THE CAR!
3:00pm thank god Lay's school is two streets over we made it get her pick her up and head back home where there is more home work.
Girls go off house is crazy again
3:45pm FINALLY done with home work. Time to clean up. We all pitch in turn on the music dance and clean up do the dishwasher the laundry clean the play rooms get babies to go potty set up a quiet activity and oh look! It is now...
5pm. Their dad gets home I leave with my daughter get home by...
5:45 Louise needs to go out Robert is excited I am home already has his home work done I start dinner.
6:30 dinner is usually done Kieren (amazing mail man husband) gets the kids up and fed and then after dinner it is bath story and such.
7:30 Alora's bed time . read books tuck her in fight with her EVERY night since she is hating to sleep right now she finally passes out at 8:15ish
8:30 starting again Robert goes to bed argues for an hour constantly coming into our room he forgot this he didn't say this OH one more thing!
9:30pm OH LOOK HUSBAND THERE YOU ARE!? I love you...
Finally time to my self... And you call me lazy?!
Anyone who has never been a mom doesn't know half the crap we go threw every day! We wouldn't change a thing and hardly ever complain (we all complain at some point.) These perfect little Mommie's who say it isn't hard and we love to experience every moment and everything is perfect. HA KISS MY FAT MOMMY BUTT! You get peed on like us by the babies, you get screamed at when lunch isn't right, you get home work, mcas, ballet, karate and CRAZINESS, just like me... Stop pretending we don't have the hardest job out there. Just because I don't stalk shelves or put files away doesn't mean I am not exhausted. Try my job!

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Friends Come and Go...

 I have had the same best friend since 1987. Her name is Liz and there is a special place in our hearts for each other. We spoil each others children, take care of each other in good times and bad, and will be together till death do us part (crap I should really remind myself she isn't my husband? NAH it's ok) When she lived 927 miles away we still talked every day visited when we could afford and never missed a "It's ok I love you." in hard times.
We met in Kindergarten she had some weird dress on and made fun of my pink spider back pack. I had my hair in pig tails, black shoes my aunt was mad I scuffed and of course my pink spider back pack. I didn't like her so much then again at the age of 5 you don't like anything unless its pink and covered in candy. Well I don't remember if it was the first day of school or weeks into school but I saw her under the craft table. I walked over and there she was being weird (I will not say what she was doing in fear she will kick my butt) but I told her I would be her friend if she stopped. She never did, but alas our best friendship grew from that day on.
I have had many friends come and go into and out of my life. Some have stayed like Evan and Abbie, some turn crazy and I realize I need to forget them. Those fun times in my life I will never forget however sometimes you have to remind yourself no matter how big your heart is letting go is the best for your life.
I am such a easy person to walk on. I help everyone, take care of everyone in any situation, and am always USED. I am learning in my life that I need to not be taken advantage of. My true friends know 1. I have a family I may not always be able to blab on the phone and waist my day texting 2. I suffer from sever depression most days I can't leave my house it physically hurts me to leave, I don't know why Doctors don't have an answer and it just is and 3. Sometimes you EXHAUST me. Friendship isn't about being worried if you don't text right away they might flip, or lose sleep over thinking what they might post on your FB wall because they are mad you didn't want cheese you wanted candy.
Liz and I have been best friends and worst enemies. We love each other for who we are not what we do or the problems we have. We have never stayed mad long and have always come back to each other. THAT my friends is TRUE friend ship. Never having to work for it, it is just always there.
Life is to short. Family is to precious. True friends are worth the heart.
Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Dance Recitals... Oh the things we do for our kids...

 So with the approaching dance recital for Miss Alora-Sara I remind myself "Oh I love her happy tapping feet big smile and cute little tutu self dancing on stage!" Then I think as I am sitting here waiting to go to my "appointed" time for tickets "WTH WAS I THINKING?" I love Miss Alora-Sara with all my heart and would do ANYTHING for my kids, but this is asking A LOT of parents of a 3 year old. This is her 2nd year dancing and even at 2 she LOVED it. She got on that stage with her 19lbs (yes she is tiny) and danced around did every move to "Ain't no body here but us Chickens" bowed sashayed off stage came out again at then end danced in the finally with all 100plus students and ended everything with a big kiss to the audience a wave to Mommy and Daddy and of course all three Grandmothers at the age of 2.  Now I am not going to be one of those Moms who say "Oh she will be a star" of course not you crazy ladies SHE IS 2! How could anyone possibly know that!? But I will say this dance brings her much joy and BIG smiles.
Now to the bad part. We have ticket day, costume day, picture day, rehearsal day and recital day. All of which are on a timed schedule and a strict Mommy or Daddy ONLY events. I work full time my husband well he has probably delivered your mail at some point because we never know what town he is in, how am I suppose to make all this work? All this stress over the Mom and Dad no wonder we have grays! SHE IS ONLY 3! But alas we do it we make it threw and it brings me back to we will do ANYTHING for our children. To see our children happy and do something that makes them smile (even if they will NEVER remember it) is what makes us wonderful parents. Yes I break the bank paying for dance all year. Yes I get stressed out. Yes I worry if she will cry on stage. But honestly that is the LEAST of my worries.
So all in all I will wake up and get moving on all these designated timed days do what I need to do and smile while I do it all. Because in the end, watching her put on that chicken costume last year and pointing her little size 5 foot like a little ballerina I can't help but dream she is the next Swan Princess...

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Easter Was Fun...

For all of you Mommies out there how was your Easter? I just want to say Happy Whatever you celebrate and Bless you all... Our Easter was wonderful we had Easter Dinner at my Mom's on Saturday afternoon... Well evening because she forgot to put the ham in... Then Easter morning we woke up the Easter Bunny came (thank god it wasn't harry Potter this year) and then my amazing Husband let me go back to bed where I slept till the afternoon. He is Amazing <3 then I headed out to my best friend Kristen's house and spent some time with her family with my kids... It was a perfect non stressful day! Does anyone with kids stress over holiday's? We have to go here and there and everywhere? 
Much Thoughts For All Denise <3

Mommies With Tattoos... OMG NO WAY!?

I work in a very stuck up snobby town south of Boston.  I have anywhere from 1-5 children with me at all times while in this town. I work for a dentist and a lawyer. I am tattooed on every limb of my body. I have a phrase going down my entire left arm, the start of a sleeve on my right arm, one on each wrist, one on my thigh, one on each ankle and one on my back. All my tattoos have meanings and I think are all beautiful. I am a 28 year old young mother and a great nanny. I hug my children and theirs I play at the park and watch them play piano guitar and flute. I never miss a concert play or special day. I drive a mini van (sometimes a little to fast.) I walk dogs. I feed breakfast lunch and dinner. I am a mommy and a nanny. I take pride in raising these children as they are ALL unique, caring, loving and well behaved.
Does my tattoos bother you THAT MUCH? YUP you should see some of the looks and under breaths I get. I was bringing two kids to Sailing class last summer when a little girl pointed to me and said "Mommy look at all her stamps!" Her mother scooped her up and said "Don't look at that sinner!" Really?!
We live in a time where uniqueness is embraced by the majority of people. Where I am considered to have "body art" where a woman's choice is still a woman's choice where same sex marriage is FINALLY excepted, and where people of all faiths colors and life have a VOICE.
I don't agree with a lot of things people say or do. I may or may not agree with what I just stated. But I will never ever judge people on their choice in life. God gave us a brain which controls our emotions, thinking and runs our entire system.
Raising a child in a sheltered home will only make it worse in the long run for the majority of them. Statistics have proved this. And I can list pages and pages off the internet which also proves this. But why would you want to do that to your child? Why would you want to fill them with hate? Without understanding of the "real" world? Without excepting and loving everyone's uniqueness?  It is our job as parents to raise respectful caring loving children. Don't judge a book by it's cover.....
By the way I once died my hair GREEN for Harry Potter! OMG

Much Thoughts For All Denise <3