Identity Theft

    Double the laughs, tears, love, and drama! Always having to make sure that one has the exact same as the other or all hell will break loose. Oh and please don’t mix up the sippy cups. They will sure let you know that this is not their cup. And if by some chance you accidentally call them by the wrong twins name they will correct you. Unless they want to use you mixing them up to their advantage.

     It was nap time and everyone was laying down in their beds but I let the twins stay in the playroom to finish the movie. I heard someone in the kitchen and yelled out who was in there. It got quite, very quite. So I called out again who is in the kitchen. I hear this little voice call out “Becca.” So I said Becca you need to go back in the playroom to finish the movie or your going to bed. Next thing I know I hear a “Hey! That’s Lillie not me!” Which is then followed by a hehehe and Lillie running back to the playroom. 

      Went to use the restroom one early morning and I mean early like before the sun comes up and the rooster crows early. I come down the steps and just before I get to the bottom step I see something sitting in the chair. I freeze and stare at it. Trying to figure out if I am really seeing this or not. As I stand there this thing begins to look more and more like a kid. I call out to find out which kid this is and no answer. It moves a little bit in the chair and grunts at me. At this point I am a little freaked out. The more it wiggled around the more I realize it’s one of the twins. I said “Lillie is that you?” I hear this very faint yes. I was like girl get your butt to bed. As she was going up to bed I then realized it was Becca saying it was her sister just in case she got in trouble. Lillie would be the one the next day to get in trouble and not her. Them crazy girls!

     

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Raising Houdini

    I am convinced I am raising the next Harry Houdini. It’s insane how this kid can escape from things. If you have been living under a rock and do not know who Harry Houdini is……I will fill you in.

     Harry Houdini was an illusionist and stunt preformer, noted for his sensational escape acts. He first attracted notice in vaudeville in the US and then as “Harry Handcuff Houdini” on a tour of Europe, where he challenged police forces to keep him locked up. Soon he extended his repertoire to include chains, ropes slung from skyscrapers, straightjackets under water, and having to escape from and hold his breath inside a sealed milk can with water in it. (according to Wikipedia)

   I have a room in my house that we call “the playroom”.  It has all of the kids toys and tv and couches and everything they could want in that room but do you think little man will stay in there….no! We have a gate that goes across the doorway to keep the little ones in there. The older kids know how to open it. Well little man did not like staying in there that long. It did not matter if he had all of his favorite toys with him or his favorite tv show on. If he wanted to get out he found a way to escape just like Harry Houdini would find a way to escape his stunts. 

     The first way he found to escape was by pushing the bench up to the gate so he could throw his little over and drop down. I finally got tired of moving the bench back 500 times a day and anchored it down so he could no longer move it. This worked! He could not climb over the gate using the bench and did this stop him…..no!

     The second attempt…… He looked around the room to try and find something to help him get over the gate. He saw the throw pillows on the couch and in the chair could be a great thing to stack and climb over. Sure enough it worked. He would stack all the pillows one on top of the other and throw his little leg over and drop down. Once again I got tired of throwing the pillows out of the way just to get through the gate. I had to find another way to keep my little Houdini in the playroom. So I removed the throw pillows for now.

     The third attempt….. Once he realized that I had taken away all of the things he was using to escape the playroom you think he would have given up and accepted that he would have to stay in there. That is not my little man. If he wants something bad enough he will find a way to do it. He then had the great idea to turn the toy box over and stand on it to throw his little leg over and drop down. So I took the toy box out and would leave a few of their favorite toys in there with them. This still did not stop my little man. He would keep finding ways to escape just like Harry Houdini.

     Ok so by this point I have just given up on keeping him in the playroom. Plus he is tall enough to just throw his leg over and climb out. If he wants to get something that is above him, he will find a way to get it. Even if it means climbing on the counter to reach a snack in the top cabinet. Yes, the moment you look away in five seconds he’s up there like a monkey. There is no stopping him. I pray he keeps that determination as he gets older. 

     Keep coming back and reading more ways of how I survive my seven kids.

The Backstory

Surviving my seven is a blog about my seven kids and all the love, joy, and laughter it brings. I will also tell you of all the struggles, hardships, and frustration that come along with it as well. But first things first. Let me give you the backstory.

     I married my best friend when I was just nineteen years old. And to answer your question, no, I did not get married because I was pregnant. I will admit that getting married that young brought many challenges especially being that my husband was sixteen when we got married.

     I have seven beautiful children, Solomon is seven, Jeremiah is five, Rebecca and Lillie (identical twins) are four, Theodore is three, Silas is two, and Sophia is 5 months. YES my hands are full, beyond full sometimes. I also have three dogs, nine cats, a hamster, and three chickens…..told you my hands were full. Oh did I mention that we have a nice size garden as well.

     Some days I feel like I could lose my mind and other days its a piece of cake, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

     I get asked a lot of questions just because of the number of kids I have. So I figured I would go ahead and answer them now. Yes they are all mine and I had them naturally. Yes I figured out a long time ago what is causing me to have kids.

     I always wanted to have a big family since I was an only child never having someone always there to play with. It was just my Mom and I. My parents got a divorce when I was five and my Dad never really had anything to do with me. So that is one thing I wanted for my kids that I did not have.

     Ok so to give you a look into a normal day for me. If I can drag myself out of bed before the kids get up I first start out with a big cup of joe! This is a must to get things going. If I don’t have my joe I don’t go! LITERALLY! Kids get up and we start breakfast. This is a you eat what we got thing….cereal, pop tart, scrambled eggs…..pick one of the three, that’s it. Then we attempt to get everyone dressed, teeth brushed and beds made. Good luck with that. It will take just about all morning it feels like. Then its free time while I do laundry and clean up from breakfast and start on my normal things to clean. Now laundry is an everyday thing for nine people. This will take all day to do. About the time I get the kitchen cleaned up its time for lunch….lets mess up the kitchen again.

     We eat lunch then its tv time until one…..nap time. This is my favorite time of the day. The little ones lay down while the two older ones can play their tablet. After nap time we get a snack and play until dinner.

     I despise dinner time!!!! This is what is called hell hour. Everyone wants something different to eat but in my house you eat what is put in front of you or you do not eat till breakfast the next morning. Needless to say I still have you eat which is no fun for me or them.

     Then its bath time which takes forever to do. Then we watch a movie then its bedtime. Which surprisingly is not that bad. Everyone for the most part just goes to bed.

      Surviving my seven is a blog about my seven kids and all the love, joy, and laughter it brings. I will also tell you of all the struggles, hardships, and frustration that come along with it as well. But first things first. Let me give you the backstory.

     I married my best friend when I was just nineteen years old. And to answer your question, no, I did not get married because I was pregnant. I will admit that getting married that young brought many challenges especially being that my husband was sixteen when we got married.

     I have seven beautiful children, Solomon is seven, Jeremiah is five, Rebecca and Lillie (identical twins) are four, Theodore is three, Silas is two, and Sophia is 5 months. YES my hands are full, beyond full sometimes. I also have three dogs, nine cats, a hamster, and three chickens…..told you my hands were full. Oh did I mention that we have a nice size garden as well.

     Some days I feel like I could lose my mind and other days its a piece of cake, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

     I get asked a lot of questions just because of the number of kids I have. So I figured I would go ahead and answer them now. Yes they are all mine and I had them naturally. Yes I figured out a long time ago what is causing me to have kids.

     I always wanted to have a big family since I was an only child never having someone always there to play with. It was just my Mom and I. My parents got a divorce when I was five and my Dad never really had anything to do with me. So that is one thing I wanted for my kids that I did not have.

     Ok so to give you a look into a normal day for me. If I can drag myself out of bed before the kids get up I first start out with a big cup of joe! This is a must to get things going. If I don’t have my joe I don’t go! LITERALLY! Kids get up and we start breakfast. This is a you eat what we got thing….cereal, pop tart, scrambled eggs…..pick one of the three, that’s it. Then we attempt to get everyone dressed, teeth brushed and beds made. Good luck with that. It will take just about all morning it feels like. Then its free time while I do laundry and clean up from breakfast and start on my normal things to clean. Now laundry is an everyday thing for nine people. This will take all day to do. About the time I get the kitchen cleaned up its time for lunch….lets mess up the kitchen again.

     We eat lunch then its tv time until one…..nap time. This is my favorite time of the day. The little ones lay down while the two older ones can play their tablet. After nap time we get a snack and play until dinner.

     I despise dinner time!!!! This is what is called hell hour. Everyone wants something different to eat but in my house you eat what is put in front of you or you do not eat till breakfast the next morning. Needless to say I still have you eat which is no fun for me or them.

     Then its bath time which takes forever to do. Then we watch a movie then its bedtime. Which surprisingly is not that bad. Everyone for the most part just goes to bed.

     Keeping reading my post for all the different things my kids do. Seriously these kids are funny and crazy sometimes. You will get a glimpse into surviving seven kids.Keeping reading my post for all the different things my kids do. Seriously these kids are funny and crazy sometimes. You will get a glimpse into surviving seven kids.