And the adventure continues...

I joked a few weeks ago that I was going to write a book about the adventures I have as a mom of three boys and I really am considering it. I really have some stories to tell. Sometimes I wonder if people just watch me with my boys and laugh, or pray for me. So today it all started when we woke up to rain. Rain is never a good thing when you have three preschoolers and you need to go somewhere, unless you are talking about the Chickfila drive through and for that, rain is acceptable. It's our last day of preschool for the week and all the way there I am thinking about my different options to get the kids inside. I can actually think in the car because the big boys are happily watching a praise and worship video. I've decided that I can tolerate the TV on in the car if I actually enjoy what they are watching without actually being able to see it, worship videos are great. Anyway, we pull into the parking lot, late as usual, and decide that it is raining enough that I don't need to deal with three kids in the parking lot. I pull up to the overhang and three other moms that I teach with are letting kids out as well. I decide that the big boys should get out and let me walk them to the playroom where they hang out while the moms get their rooms ready. The dilemma here is that I have to walk them to the point where the playroom teacher can see them and I can still see Sawyer who is in the car. I am only 8 feet from him which means I have to trust the other two to walk through a door and go about 15 feet without me being able to see them into the playroom where I can see them again. They made it and the rain slacked enough after we parked for me and Sawyer to make it in with my raincoat and the little shades on his seat and stroller showing just a few raindrops. Whew! But guess what we had to repeat the whole thing when school got out! Oh and we had to go to the Doctor's office for Sawyer's shots that he couldn't get last Monday because he had hives! He couldn't get them last Friday because he had an ear infection. So to the doctor I go for the third time in less than two weeks with 3 kids, in the rain. Feel sorry for me yet? Oh and by the way going anywhere after school without naps is never a good thing. I'm sure we were quite comical in the parking lot because we only had one umbrella and I was carrying the baby seat and Mason while Rush held the umbrella. You can't take in the stroller because there isn't enough room in there for it all. Did I mention that I was having problems getting my remote to close the door? We have been inside 20 minutes or so and they have asked us the same questions about our insurance, home address and phone number, and emergency contact that they asked us both times last week. "It's still the same" doesn't work as the appropriate answer by the way, you have to fully answer each question. Mason, being tired, is really loud and wants to talk about every picture and climb on every chair. Sawyer wants to eat and Rush wanted to play. While I reminded Rush how to play inside the doctor's office and fed Sawyer, Mason decided to spit, yes I sad spit, on every empty chair on the well side. I marched him up to the front and got some Kleenex and asked for something to clean those chairs with and made him wipe every chair off and I followed with alcohol wipes. We have now sat for 30 minutes, not to see a doctor, but just to see a nurse for shots. This man walks in with his kids and begins going through the 20 questions games with the front desk ladies when I hear him mention that there is a red van in the parking lot with it's side door fully open. Guess who's car that was? Mine! Now it's still raining and I have three kids inside and my remote doesn't work very well at a distance. What to do... I did the half of my body in and half of it out the door thing with one eye on the kids and the other on the car trying to make it work and praying that it will close so I don't have to drag all three of them out in the rain again. Please keep in mind that there are other parents in the lobby all of which came in after I did and only one noticed that there was a door open. Oh and there is a security guard out there as well that watched me come in with the kids. One of my spiritual gifts is helps, but apparently I was not among like gifted people today. That's OK, I made it and I promise to use my gifts. The shots were OK, he only cried a little. We made it out of there without breaking anything or loosing anybody. I decided Target was out of the question. We made it home and we are having a perfectly normal afternoon with the same amount of tears, hurt feelings and timeouts as normal. The day goes on. I am sure there will be another adventure tomorrow. Hopefully we can have the house picked up by the time Brian gets home since I don't have a wonderful meal fixed for dinner. I don't want him to wonder what we did all day! I am thankful for the gifts that God has given me in my children. I love each one of them unconditionally and am blessed to have them. I wouldn't trade them and the craziness for anything!