Shhhh, be warry warry quiet.....

Peace and quiet. It's after midnight and I finally have a moment alone. Nothing but the sound of the ice maker and two kittens chasing each other.

Sigh.

A moment alone here is like discovering the walls are made of gold. It's thrilling to say the least. In Ca. they have year round school. Sounds great huh? Weeellllll, there's something they leave out. Four times a year your kids will be out of school for a month. A whole month. My boys get out of school before Christmas as usual and then don't go back til Jan. 22nd. It wouldn't be so bad if they had not just been out of school for two months while we were moving. Their old school had fall break right before we left, then we traveled all over the U.S. from east to west for 3 weeks. Then they had Thanksgiving break after we got here. Those 3 weeks of all 7 of us in hotel rooms....enough said.

See why my time quiet time is so valuable?

My life isn't just about kids. It's just the most time consuming part of it. I have lived a long, interesting 33 years. I've gotten tired of having people say "You should write a book". I should. But what would I say? I've got stories...but the things that have happened to me no one would believe. I wonder who would want to read such a thing. See, it's not so interesting to me. I lived it. But other people think I should have had a nervous breakdown by now. I don't have time for that right now. I'm planning that for when I'm 57. Somewhere between my 57th and 58th birthday...maybe on a tuesday....I'll lose it. I don't have time to write a book. I'm raising boys.

I should write a blog...

Raising five boys is like hearding cats...

I have five boys. Yes five. They are 12, 9, 7, 2 and 2. No, the last two are not twins. I know. See, I got pregnant while I was pregnant. Not really. We adopted the last one. But wouldn't it be a much more interesting blog if I had?

I have lived all over the U.S. but am currently living in southern California. I've been here for about a month and a half. It's really nice here. I'm married to a man. In Ca. you have to make that distinction. Just kidding. He's in the Navy. We also have two cats...yes, also boys. Well, they were boys...

Having five boys is like hearding cats. They have their own minds, sometimes won't budge, and are impossible to get all going in the same direction at the same time. They are right in your face rubbing against you looking cute when you are trying to do something meaningful, like going to the bathroom or posting on your blog. But turn all your attention to them and they turn tail and flit away...to go outside to play or lay in the floor under the TV.

There are times when I want to run. Times I understand these moms who get in the car, go for a drive and are found states away in a hotel ordering room service, curled up in the fetal position with a nervous twitch. But I love them, God help me I do. They make my soul sigh. My heart skips a beat. They save me from myself. I've loved many people but you never truely know what love is til you have a child.