SHHH!

So RD and I had decided a few years ago to be honest with the kids about the big guy in the red suit. We decided to do the normal traditions for Christmas, but if the kids came to us and asked a direct question, we would tell the truth. ID asked a couple of years ago. It was not easy but we of course told him . We also gave him strict instructions to not tell any of his friends because their parents may not want them to know. He still struggles to understand why parents would want to teach their kids about the big guy. (Of course he just recently put together that the tooth fairy is not real!) He tells us that it is very hard to not tell and has admitted to telling maybe a kid or two. But he has for the most part been very diligent in keeping quiet.
Now AD is another story! (is it because she is a girl or just forgetful?)She has still believed in him--until yesterday. Apparently yesterday they had a bit of a discussion about SC in class . So she came home and asked the big question. I reluctantly broke her heart and stressed that we don't tell other kids. She must have stopped listening to me before I said the latter part. Today around 9:00am I received a call from her teacher. Mrs. S was very cordial and said that she just wanted to let me know what had happened. Apparently the conversation from yesterday continued and AD had some new info to share- "My mom says there is no such thing as SC!" Apparently mayhem broke out after that. Imagine 19 five year olds hearing that news all at once! I believe Mrs. S handled it appropriately. I'm not sure what she said to them, but she did reassure them. I'm not sure what kind of backlash this will create for me- I am the room mother and have just started planning the class Christmas party! I guess only time will tell. AD was very upset, I guess because kids weren't believing her. Mrs. S said she is doing better now. I must apologize to any parents who have explaining or patch up work to do! I am truly sorry! Maybe now she will remember to keep secrets!

Irony

I think it is quite ironic that the first post I publish since I renamed my blog to leaky faucet would be all about my leaky tub. I guess it was ment to be. We discovered a major leak in our tub/house a week ago while my sister was bathing her children. Remodeling the bathroom was actually the first project we wanted to tackle when we moved in 8 1/2 years ago-alas has never happened -till now. Since our wonderful brother-in-law Adam (master of remodeling) was in town we thought it was now or never. So this is our progress. I am excited to have it finished -somtime this decade.

This is the old leaky bathroom

Removing the old heavy tub. Demolishun was definately the funnest part! I wish I had more pics of this.

Foot through the floor

This was probalby the original wall paper. It was on wall that

had been covered by another piece of dry wall. Can you say- hideous! I had hoped to find a million dollars stuck in the wall but this is all we found!




Before grout





Almost there!

I think Sam approves

A little unwanted vacation

Seems like I shouldn't have electronical devices. I will not be on the net for a while. We are having some issues with our computer and I don't know when we will be able to fix them. I am on my in-laws computer right now. Our DVD player in our basement is broken and the one in our room is trying to quit also. Oh well. Hope to be back soon.

New Blog Title

I thought I would explain my new blog title. My name although uncommon is well known because of the movie star Farrah Fawcett.

I actually have a bit of anxiety when I have to introduce myself to someone new

because I know it will be an explanation. I introduce myself and

always get one of two responses-

"Oh like Farrah Fawcett!", which I politely smile and say "Yep!"

or "Oh hi Sarah!" and I have to say

"It's actually Farrah with an "F" like Frank (maybe I should start saying -like fart!ha ha). It's just one of those lifelong annoyances I get to enjoy.

I usually don't mind it. I actually prefer the Farrah Fawcett response. I once had a dream that a friend of mine whose name is Sarah was repeatedly being called Farrah. She was sooo annoyed and was complaining to me about it. I think I just laughed at her.

I recently purchased a new stove.

The saleslady who I worked with did not disappoint me when I gave her my name, "Oh, like Farrah Fawcett".

It's amazing to me how people say it exactly the same. I even got into a longer conversation with her and said that I share the same birthday as the said celebrity, Feb 2.

She was all too excited to say that this is her b-day also- a fellow groundhog! I think I've actually met more people with my name than with the same b-day.

This last introduction episode has inspired me to honor my name as

the conversational piece that it seems to be.

I tend to "spout" a lot of nonsense on occasion,

sometimes complain too much,

but mostly just share my thoughts and experiences on my blog.

As a faucet is said to be a valve and handle that controls the flow of liquid,

my blog is where I get to control my flow of thoughts, nonsense, complaints,

and experiences. So I will consider each of my posts to be

"drips" not posts.

Hopefully I'm not or won't be as annoying as a real leaky faucet!

P.S. I would love to meet another woman named Farrah and before I introduce myself exclaime-"Oh, just Farrah Fawcett!", or even call her Sarah- just to see her reaction! I know I can't be the only Farrah with this complex!

The last shall be first....

Having three children one would think by the time you have the fourth you have experienced most of the baby experiences. SD is definitely our last child and ironically he is the first in a few experiences for us. Along time ago (actually just 5 months ago) when SD was 2 weeks old he was the first to completely poo all over daddy while daddy was so graciously changing his diaper. He has since then peed all over his own face at least twice while mommy was changing his diaper, he didn't enjoy either of those. Most recently he was the first of our kids to ever be hospitalized for pneumonia, actually the first to have pneumonia at all. We spent 4 days in the oh so comfy hospital. The worst part for me and him was probably the IV. We had pretty good nurses overall. I watched a lot of TV and did not feel guilty about just sitting still. RD was able to bring me food most of the time. Poor little SD didn't feel like eating too much so he actually lost over a pound (another first)! I am incredibly blessed to have many wonderful friends that helped us out with my other kids while I was away. I thank them all for their generosity, care, and concern!We have been home for a week and have survived the multitude of medications. He has been on steroids (another first), and how many antibiotics? The lovely antibiotics have the wonderful side effect of diarrhea. Which leads to the last first. I was just sitting at the computer on Face book and holding SD on one leg. I heard him grunt and then a splat. He actually pooed out of his diaper onto the floor. As I was changing his diaper I said "SD that was very gross!" He just looked at me and smiled. He is such a sweety. He can light up the room with his smile and can make anyone laugh with him. I realize most of our "first experiences" with him have been of the poopy nature, hopefully in the future we will have more pleasant, less messy and stinky, "firsts" with him.

Just some Pics

Just some random pics of the kids and the recent family get together

AD playing on PBS kids.org

He will be 4 months on groundhog's day!

Playing with Grandma D

Grandma M left a surprise in our freezer when

she left. JD, aka: soda-aholic, of course found it and this is what

happened when he opened it. Thank goodness he was at

the table!

Blessing day! Oh so cute-SD looks pretty cute too!

I just love this pic-my brother the oh so happy husband oblivious to

family in chaos!

I can't decide which one of the following

I like the best.