Friday, February 20, 2009

Good Morning my little prisoners....

I say this often in the morning while trying to get the boys - and I do mean all of them - Milk Man included - out of bed and on their merry little way. This is early my friends....


Lately I have been sleeping in - till 4:45 *listens for gasping* Big Son, he ok'd this picture, is the second to the last one I get up... he needs his beauty sleep he says. Here is the first glimpse I get of my first born in the morning...... He looks like has been kissing - those pouty puffy lips.... *searchs for picture of his girlfriend*


After I say, loudly of course - GOOD MORNING MY LITTLE PRISONER! This is the face I get... I know his thought at this minute, cuz we're close ya know - He's thinkin - I am going to kill her.



Then I promise bacon and he is putty in my hands.....
Yes, the walls of his room are pink. We have lived here 10 years and still have 2 rooms to repaint. We do them as we have the $$$ - Yes, those are bows on his bunk bed because I bought those beds at an auction and a girls grandpa made these for them... they dont care about the bows - they sleep in the beds with eyes closed - ok - I am trying to get them in touch with their feminine side, just not TOOOOO in touch... you believe me yet???

He used to be like me and get right up, not so much anymore I guess . He is getting ready for his teenage sleepathon. By the way, when do I get to have a teenage sleepathon - I never had one of those....


The first is myself, then Dale and Palmer. Dale gets up the second I yell his name at the stairs. Palmer however likes to doze....then fall back to sleep and not wake up till noon.... BUT, I dont let him being the warden that I am. This is what goes on at about 5am. Palmer, get up.... *hears shut up* Palmer, did you tell the warden to shut up? *hears back off* Palmer, did you just tell me to back off? This is where I grab the covers and give a yank...... He flys out of bed and either hugs me with a big grin on his face or swears and grabs the covers kicking his feet that I am cruel because its cold - then I threaten to open the window... no response - then I bring out the big guns... IF you are not upstairs DRESSED in 5 minutes - your breakfast is out for the cats.... Before I hit the door he hits the floor - you dont mess with the boys' grub. THEY LOVE FOOD! and will eat whatever I make them. I love to cook for people like that. Now this whole time, Dale is dressing and ready to shovel it in. When I talk about these guys, you have to keep in mind that they both have fetal alcohol syndrom and that they are not our bio-children. Palmer is 23, with the 'book smarts' of a 7 year old, the emotional level of a 14 year old and the hormones of a 23 year old man!!! He has come SO FAR since he moved in with us 10 years ago. Big Son was born in August of 98, we lived with the Milk Mans folks at the time and moved into our own home the first week of September of 98 - Palmer came to live with us Dec. of 98 and has never left. He is a great guy and we love him as our own.


NOW - Dale is a completly differant story - he is harder to.... like. He has so many great qualitys but being around him you would quickly find that you must think about those qualitys at all times to prevent yourself from wanting to choke him. The hardest thing about both of the boys is that they are little boys in mens bodys AND they dont look - retarded as they put it. Those are their words not mine. Palmer always says, I am not a 'special needs' person I am a retard, then he laughs at himself. That is one of the things that I love about him the most - he is himself and accepts that he cant do things that others do. That is NOT to say that he always feels like this, but we try to guide him and yet make his own decisions.... Wow this got away from me didnt it??? I will do a post about them soon.. promise.


When those 2 are awake and eating I then get Lispy up....



This picture is from when I was away at training and he was in the hotel room... 4 year old farm kid in a hotel room is NOT NOT NOT NOT a good combination.... and I will never attempt it again I swear to GOD and all that is holy.

He gets up pretty good and yells Morning Dad... before he even gets out of his room.
I dont have any picures of him just out of bed, but I do have one that is a few minutes after brushing his teeth.


This little bugger is my best friend - he just is so fun and usually pretty easy to be around.

Last but not least, I wake the monster...





These were taken about 2 months ago - but he has not changed much ... he's just bigger with quirky toe...
After that, its all down hill people. Nothing gets done with all the baby kissing, smooch, squeezing and giggleing going on. This is when I become the prisoner - my heart is completly locked up in this one.... help me.

15 comments:

grandgirl said...

Thanks for writing about Palmer and Dale. I really enjoyed learning a little more about them.

Karen Deborah said...

Oh my gawd, girl I laughed so hard through this post that I have real tears flowing down my cheeks and am still snortin and having an asthma attack, laugh wheeze wheeze,...this is cooton pickin hysterical. From the pink walls to the bacon, and the retards, oh lawd I'm just dyin here.
GREAT post and you know I really needed this guffaw I've been way to serious lately!
love it love it, and love you sistah!

mrscravitz said...

Love your post! Makes a heavy work day seem a bit lighter! CUTE kids! Love the pink walls and the bows. I think all male's should get in touch with their feminine side! LOL (but not to much like you said!)

COFFEE MAN said...

4:05 sheeshhh !! you are nuts , my clock doesnt even have numbers on it ill 6:00 lol

Oh and yes you did have a sleepover , and your STILL havin a sleepover with him 12 yrs later i think "snort"

and hows come u never make ME any bacon , what kida sis are you ? well besides a bratt i mean.
"ducks the flying pan"

Mrs Mom said...

Smooch them from me!! ;)

Yeah, I wondered when you would get around to P & D! Thanks for telling more about them!! You are a good woman there my milk maid sis, and Milk Man is grand too!

Love getting up to your posts!!!

Howdy said...

Once I figured out the key to getting my teen out of bed... I never ever had to fuss again.

I'd stop by his room - tell him it was time to get up... go into the kitchen - if I didn't hear him get up then I would holler back down the hall. "What?, Did you say you wanted a glass of ICE WATER? OK!" I would put ice in a tall glass... and fill it with water. I rarely had to make that trip down the hall and he was always sitting on the side of the bed by the time I got there... I never once had to throw it on him... LOL But he knew I would... oh he knew I would. LOL

Mom L said...

You make a real adventure out of getting those boys up! Thank God I only had 1 girl child to deal with!!! Now I need someone to wake ME up - oh, wait, Emma, my cat does that with paw pats on my face...eyelids...mouth...

Nancy in Atlanta

Heide said...

Ah nuts, I just lost my entire long comment. Thank you for sharing the condensed story of your oldest sons. They sound confident and loved. Do you drink milk from your own ladies? We bought milk from a neighbor while growing up. It came in big glass jars and we'd skim the cream off the top. We always had fresh cream for coffee, tea, mashed potatoes, whipping cream, etc. I can't imagine the grocery bill you must pay to feed your family at Heidi's Diner. Hopefully you don't have to buy milk too. Reading about your farm makes me miss my chicken, etc. Life in the suburbs is so boring and pretentious. Have a great weekend.

Mrs Snow said...

Hey hun..AWWW what cute pics of your babies.I laughed so much at your post..I think that everyone should have a toothpaste face photo!(try saying that fast!) I thought that I got up early at
6.30am ..That must be a lie in for you! *LOL* Looking forward to your cooking recipe.
Love, Light and Blesssings
Mrs Snow :)

The W.O.W. factor said...

Heck Missy! With your brood, do you ever get to sleep?? And you mention Teen sleepathon...well then there's the Teen eatathon too that comes along with the sleepathon...they can devour a grocery store in their sleep! You think you cook a lot now!!!
(and it's a gooooooood thing you have a built in milk faucet a few steps away!)

Miss Annie Sew and Sew said...

Wow, that's early. So, like, did you always dream of this life or did it hit you like a glass of ice water? You are my fav niece and since I know your boys, might I add that Lispy is a terror on high speed! He needs something like bows on his bed just to make us think nice things about him right away in the morning. You never mentioned whether those kids take after you or the milk man. So, how about THAT post, huh?? LOL.

Mama Hen said...

Okay, the baby toes and legs are too much. I think my milk just let down and I haven't nursed a baby in two years!

Greenmare said...

you are an angel on earth sweetie.
All those boys are so lucky to have you in their lives.
now, get back to me!! I have a package to mail!!

GreenRanchingMom said...

I agree with Mama Hen, but my little one weaned himself a couple of months ago. Baby toes are the cutest little things. Yes, one more....Thanks for the short version of your older two. Keep loving them!! And I'll be thinking of you at my midnight heifer checks, and thankfull I get to go back to sleep until 5:30 or 6.

Elizabeth and Bobby said...

I'm glad for the better understanding on Palmer and Dale.
I know you'd mentioned them before, as siblings. I was confused.