Ain't It Fun!

So I just spent the morning working on medical insurance stuff. Not what I'd call a fun Friday. B's orthodontist has been appealing a claim for the past 9 months. We've been praying and fasting that insurance would kick in and do what's right and pay. They didn't. Yesterday, as I met with the ortho's ofc. mnger. and went over a new payment plan (yay!), she mentioned that she had done all she could and that I shouldn't let it go, but fight it myself. Oh, yay, just what I want to do, spend hours and hours working on insurance. Done THAT before. Lots.  But then I knew that was what I needed to do. Thoughts came to mind of what needed to be done, what doctors I needed letters from, and how to address those letters. I'm appealing our claim. I don't know what the outcome will be (hopefully, a payment from insurance) or what I'm suppose to learn in this process (patience, anger management when on hold for long periods of time, faith), but I do know I need to do it, so I am.

Now something lots more fun...

T. gave me flowers. 

Beautiful, purple tulips. 

Just because. 

L. was in charge of FHE treat a few weeks ago. He made his favorite: chocolate pudding!

Think he likes it?? 

X-man guessed how many tootsie rolls where in the jar at our school's Family Math Night. He won the whole jar with his guess of 125 tootsie rolls. Yum! 

It Always Comes Back to Haunt You

I was an angel of a child, except for the time... oh, and then that other time... oh, and there was that time I...  It's amazing how memory fades and then... something happens to remind us.  This morning L. didn't want to do his 5 jobs (since he's five he has five morning jobs) one of which is getting dressed. To show how serious he was about not complying he huffed and puffed. When he didn't get much of a response from mom he opened his dresser drawer and started chucking his clothes all over the room.  With clothes flying through the air,  I took a jaunt down memory lane, remembering my stint as an angelic five year old. My mom wanted me to get dressed for church. I had a fetish about wearing dresses that showed my legs, so I would only wear those long dresses of the stylish 70's hippy era. I guess I could only find short leg-showing dresses (to the knee), so I got ticked and threw all my clothes out of my drawer, thinking I'd really show my mom.  Only thing, once I'd calmed down, I had to put the clothes back. It was one big pile, making it that much harder to find those fashionable striped or velour shirts. Lesson learned: Don't make big messes thinking you'll show your mom. You'll be the one doing the clean up. As I was jolted back to the present with clothes fluttering down, I realized (AGAIN) that so many of the things my own darlings do that drive me bonkers, I did as a youngster. Ut oh!  And we haven't even hit the teen-age years. I think we might be in for it!

P.S. Mr. L. put his clothes back in the drawer--all in one lovely pile.

The Big 5!!

L turned the big 5 on Tuesday. He has been counting down for sometime now, letting us know each morning "how many" days until the Big Day! His day started with opening presents and having his birthday choice of breakfast (donuts--though it was a toss up between that or Pop Tarts. Thankfully, donuts won) before Dad went off to work.

L wanted to have a play date with his friends for his b-day, so we invited some of his best buds over.  I was so busy directing/playing with 6 little 3-5 year olds (all boys except for one lone girl) that I forgot to take a picture. We followed dino foot prints to a dino nest with eggs (they had fruit snacks inside). Then we dug for dinosaur bones (beans) inside play dough (or clay as one boy insisted). We ended with a game of catch the dino egg (balloon) and freeze before the music stops. Of course, we had to have cupcakes and sing to the Birthday Boy.  And lesson to self, don't do mini-cupcakes inside. I never knew they could be SO messy. Crumbs, crumbs everywhere, crumbs!  Once the kiddos were good and sugared up and round up catching "dino eggs" we sent them home. L had a fun time.

That afternoon L. took his new bike and helmet for a spin.  All I can say is "Watch out Evil Ka-neval!" (Is that how it's spelled?  Oh, well. You get the point). Little L was whizzing by me, grinning like crazy and casually asking, "HOW do I stop?"  Once he sort of figured out the brakes, he thought it was especially cool that he left skid marks all over the sidewalk. Yesterday he had his first crash (very minor) and was pleased that he turned into the grass to crash though the bike fell on the grass and he fell on the pavement.

L. wanted a "5" cake. In honor of his big 5, here a 5 Things We Love About Logan:

1. He plays with me. (X-man)
2. He's SOOOO cute and helpful. (A)
3. He's my buddy. (B)
4. He's good-natured (Dad)
5. He's so cheerful and happy. (Mom)

And the fun continued today with a jaunt to the store to spend a b-day gift card. He knew right what he wanted. As you can see, X-man thought he made a great choice!

Friends

L  had a friend from his Primary class over today. It was her birthday, so he helped make some cupcakes and wrote a special sign for her. They had such a fun time playing house, and I got some nice chatting time with her mom. Her little brothers came to play too. It seems she has made it on his possible Future "Mom" (wife in L's terms) list.