If she was the first - she would have been the last!!

 I find myself saying this a lot when it comes to Miss Roan. We spend a lot of time together. Sometimes, a little too much time. I have to keep her with me always. God knows what she will do, well today I found out. I have a bin of socks in the girls room with all the mismatched socks. Well, lately there were more mismatched socks than pairs. So, I decided to clean it out. This then lead to getting rid of the 18 month clothes that Roan no longer fits into. As I was doing all of this, Roan tried "helping" me. She stole socks and tried putting them on. After a while, she got bored and Finn got hungry. I tried multi tasking by sitting on the floor in the girls room and feeding Finn and sorting through clothes. I "thought" Roan was in the living room watching Elmo. Nope!!! She came upstairs when I called her name with chocolate and peanut butter all over her face and hands. She found her Dad's stash! I said, "roan, what do you have?" She replied, "My eat butter cups." I am pretty sure she had more than one - maybe 5 from the looks of it. I cleaned her up and Finn was no longer in the mood for a nap. So, we moved on the the bathroom. As I cleaned up the towels on the floor and extra toilet paper all over the floor, Roan "bugged" Finn. As I listened to her talk to him, I realized what she was saying. "Grandma sleeping. Grandma sleeping." She has said this from time to time since Grandma Lyd passed away. She is named after Grandma and Grandma loved her eyes and her personality. Roan Lydia always ran to Grandma and talked up a storm to her. So - I know why Roan talks about her. I wish Grandma would do a better job of getting Roan to behave, though.
   Any time I ask Roan to do something for me, she tells me NO. The other kids may not do what I ask, but they would never be bold enough to tell me no. Roan - well, she has no problem looking me in the eyes and telling me no. I love that she is a strong willed little girl who won't let anyone walk all over her, but wow - she can be a little much. When she falls asleep, Jude and I joke - you don't poke a sleeping bear. If she passes out on the couch - we leave her there. You can also see from the picture, Roan has taken to wearing a tu-tu EVERYWHERE!! It is really funny because she is the biggest tom boy around. She loves her tu-tu. My wear tu-tu!! So we don't argue - we have learned to pick our battles. If she wants to wear the tu-tu to church, she wears the tu-tu to church.
   Speaking of church, just a quick story. Taking 5 kids to mass is a circus when they behave. When they act up, it is a freak show at the fair. Last Sunday, we sat in the  second row with no one in front of us. When Jude took Finn out to get him to stop crying, Roan started fussing so I pointed to Fr. Tony - then she pointed to him. So he pointed back. Okay - not too bad. As mass was ending, Fr was standing at the alter to walk out and Roan dtarted yelling "bye Tony". She did this 5 or 6 times and would have continued to do so, but he finally heard her and turned and waived to her. I wanted to crawl under the pew. Oh Roan!!!!

Catching Up

   I can't believe it has been a year since I started this blog - and left a post. I guess I have some catching up to do. A lot has changed since I was lost on. On October 17, 2011, we welcomed a 6 pound 13 ounce beautiful baby boy. Finley Jude Hayden completes our family. What a great note to end on. He is just beautiful. He has had a rough start, though. When he was not even a month old, we were forced to say goodbye to Grandma Lyd. A piece of my heart left me that day, I know I will never get it back. She watches over us. I know this because when Finn was 9 weeks old, he was admitted into the hospital. he had been battling a couugh and wheezing pretty much since birth. We were stumped on what to do for him. After COUNTLESS doctor appoinments, he had a chest x ray and the verdict was pnuemonia, or so we thought.  The docs in the hospital were not convinced it was pnuemonia. They finally decided Finn has asthma. He was released from the hospital on December 23rd and we scrambled to get everything ready for Christmas. We managed to pull it off thanks to the help of my family and friends.

   Since then, it has been an uphill battle with Finn. He has good weeks and bad weeks. We are still trying to figure him out. The big three kids are plugging away at school. Leo is preparing for his first communion. He is also learning to count money and add double digit numbers. I am very proud of him. Although, he totally has my smart ass attitude. Poor Jude. Two Kristy's. Leo amazes me. He is my right hand man. he helps with finn and is quite attached to his Roan. He puts up with her her crap and coddles her non stop. He is such a big boy now. where did the last 8 years go?

   Wyatt is Wyatt. He is doing great in kindergarten. He is excited to learn. He is working on time and reading site words. They even come up with sentences. Funny story. Wyatt's report card came home. In kindergarten they get S+ S S-. He got an S+ in identifying colors. He is color blind. He can an S- in making good use of his time. That made more sense.

   Grier - well she is tying right now. She recenly cut a huge section of hair out. I had to do the best I could to even it all out. She now has a bob haircut and I have to admit - she looks adorable. She also has learned how to write her name. She has practiced al over the walls in her room, the bathroom and the basement. Lovely.

   Roan - wow. Talk about a fire cracker. She is something else. She has music in her soul. That little girl believes it is her duty to dance. She busts a move where ever she is. She has some major ghetto moves for sure. Jude and  iare seasoned parents and know when not to laugh at the kids. Roan makes it impossible. She makes us giggle nonstop. She has such attitude and fire. No one pushes her around.

   Finn - he is 4 months now. He is a clone to Leo. It brings back so many memories. He is smiling and trying to stand and bounce. He is growing just a little too fast for my last baby. He is up to 11 pounds and 13 ounces. At the same aga, Wyatt weighed 17 pounds - just to put Wyatt's size into perspective.

   So, that sums up the past year and brings you all up to date. I think I can start to share some of the crazziness that goes on in this house from here on out!!!