Sunday, June 25, 2017

Dilon and stuff

Dilon just may be the death of me--- I say that with love.

I've written many posts on him and diabetes.  I try not to let our world be run by it.  It plays a huge part in our lives but there is so much more to life than that dang disease he has.  It's always in the back of my mind.  I send him to school and keep my fingers crossed he'll be ok.  Put him to bed for the night after checking his number and pray he will stay within range. I about had a panic attack last year when I had to send him to scout camp for a full week to take care of it all by himself and put my complete trust in him, his leaders, and Heavenly Father.  We have had a few scares with him but last week I got a call I knew would eventually come.
He went with the young men on a Zions camp here in town to do service and activities. The first day Dilon, Grif, and Nate were gone I had big plans to do absolutely nothing with the two littles.  We had a lunch date planned to McDonald's and that was that.  Well on the way to our lunch date I got a call from Dilon's leader saying he had a seizure and didn't know what to do. Nate had just left to run to the store and hadn't taken his phone with him.  I get to the park as quickly as possible.  Dilon was awake but slurring and not sure what the heck was happening.  I asked for his pack to check his blood sugar and it was with nate in the truck at the store. Hello! #1 rule is to have your pack with you at all times.  So my heart sunk. Do I go to the ER or go to his meter.  I opted for the meter since he was awake and breathing.  He was low and dropping lower so we started having him chug juice and called his doc.  Finally his numbers were going up and he was snapping out of it a little so she said we could just take him home and not worry about the hospital but to watch him carefully for the next few hours.  The poor kid sat in the car next to me crying and repeating:
"mom I hate this so bad"
" I really hurt"
"Why do I feel so sick"
" I wish so much I didn't have diabetes, it hurts mom"

That will tear your mom heart right to pieces.  I wish so bad I could take this all away from him.  I would take it in a second for him if I could.  I'm not sure why he got this trial in life but I truly believe he's strong enough for it.  

I am so grateful for a leader that kept his cool and friends who make sure he's okay.  Dilon has some really good friends in our ward and he scared the snot out of them too.  They (and their parents) texted several times to make sure he was okay.  After we got him home and settled he went to give himself insulin to eat lunch and noticed his pump screen was shattered.  When he fell he hit a table and smashed the screen on his $4000 pump.  My heart sunk again because his insulin pump has been so fantastic to have.  I called the company about a replacement and it was still under warranty.  Tender mercy right there.  
This kid is my hero.

I love that he doesn't let diabetes stop him from living life.  He deals with more than a kid his age ever should but he does it like a rock star.

On a side note, he decided it would be a great idea to do a lamb for the fair this year.  What the crap was he thinking?  Dirty little buggers. But its teaching him some great responsibility so how do I say no to that?

 It was quite comical watching him try to catch it the first time.

And he also thinks he's old enough to learn how to drive
^^first driving lesson. Heaven help us all.

Baseball season is in full swing

Another year of sitting on hot metal benches, watching boys spit seeds, and being deathly afraid of flying foul balls is upon us.

Bay is rocking t-ball
 Dax is a pro at machine pitch. 
 He got to go to a clinic with a Bee's ball player and loved every second of it.
 Dilon thinks he's ready for the big leagues.

And no pics of Grif because we're still working on finding a sport that boy enjoys.  
I'm starting to think it's a lost cause.  I say lets buy him more lego's and he can make it big as an architect.  He does love to build with those things.

Happy 8th Dax!

My dax had his 8th birthday a couple of days ago. Why won't they stop growing up on me!?!  Birthdays are always pretty simple at our house. I've said numerous times I am not the pinterest mom. No big fancy parties. Simplicity, so I don't go crazy.  We usually just let them pick where they want to eat and then do cake and ice cream with the fam.  It works.  We did go bowling the day before so I let him bring a friend along.  And it's free bowling during the summer for kids 12 and under so that's a win for me. 

 Dax and his buddy are two peas in a pod.  This first picture dax wouldn't smile so I said I needed a re-do then his buddy pulled the same stunt. 

Gus only threw the ball backwards twice.  We're improving.

He gets to be baptized on Saturday.  He's pretty excited because he's the only kid in the whole stake.  That means we get to do our own thing.  Short and sweet. 
Life would suck without this kid.  
Happy B-day, Dax.
We love your guts.

Thursday, June 8, 2017

Miracles do happen

 Today was nothing short of a miracle and I had to document it.  
I took the boys swimming.  I know, I can't believe it either.  I hate swimming.  Hate swimming suits.  The sun hates my pasty white freckly skin.  But I took one for the team and decided to be mother of the year and we went to the pool with some friends.   
I couldn't tell you the last time I went swimming because it's terrible.  So I figured the boys would owe me and be on their best behavior because of my awesome choices.  Well that didn't happen but a mom can still dream, right? There were no major catastrophe's and we didn't get kicked out for any bad behavior so I call today a win.

Thank you friends who get me out of my comfort zone.

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Another preschool graduate

My baby graduated preschool this week.  
Last preschool graduation I'll go to for my own kiddos.  I feel like I should be more upset than I was but I'm loving this stage of life. Loving that my kids are becoming a little more independent.  Loving that Nate and I can go on a date and not have to worry about getting a babysitter anymore.  I'm sure they're angels when we're gone.
When my kids start leaving the house and living on their own I'm sure I will be a hot mess but right now things are good. Life is good. 
(Ignore, once again,  the poor quality of pictures from my phone.  They seem extra bad this time.) 

Baylor is more than ready for Kindergarten and I'm excited for him. 

I also got to spend the day on Friday at the Hogle Zoo with Dax for his field trip.  
All I have to say is teachers are amazing.  Enough said.

Then I came home to Dilon and his friends who wanted to play ping pong.  Only problem is we don't have a ping pong table.  They improvised.  I have never felt more white trash in my life.
picnic table- check
skateboard for net- check
spatulas as paddles- check
3 happy teenagers- triple check

whatever floats your boat boys and keeps you from driving me nuts works for me.  

And Grif is always M.I.A. 
He's probably down in his man cave enjoying life with no one bothering him. 

Sunday, May 7, 2017

Happy 12th Grif

^^This here is my new favorite 12 year old.

Grifin "gus" Wright turned the big 1-2 a couple days ago.  

He chose to go to Texas Roadhouse for his b-day dinner. 
Actually he chooses to go to Texas Roadhouse every year for his birthday. This year he jumped out of his comfort zone and actually sat on the saddle.  He wouldn't do it the other years.  I thought it was because he didn't want all eyes on him.  He confessed it was because he was afraid he wouldn't be able to get his leg up over the saddle to get on.  I'd say that's a legit reason.  Imagine me trying to throw my leg over a saddle. I would probably end up on the floor.  On my back.  

He asked for 2 things for his birthday
1- Hawaiian sandals
2- Money/Gift cards
I can handle that.

and of course, grandma squeaker nailed the cake again.

 Happy Happy Birthday my Grif.  
Love your guts

Monday, April 24, 2017

life lately

I was going through my phone this morning and realized I don't blog about things anymore. 
Life is so busy my blog has been put on the back burner.  
Here are a few things that have been happening.

Easter 2017

So I have been trying to rotate this picture for what seems like 27 years now.  It won't.  I have tried everything I know how to do (which is look for the arrow that goes in a half circle and then I'm tapped out).
I have tried everything google is telling me to do.  I heart google.  But that was unsuccessful as well. So the boys are on here sideways.  It's fine.  Tilt your head a little and you can see how handsome they all looked Easter morning.

We had lunch with Grandpa Bernie and Steph (and family) on Easter.  
Grandma Taco has been busy moving so Easter was out of the question for her this year.
Then a week later we had to divide and conquer. Nate took the 3 youngest to his family's house for grandma squeakers egg hunt and I took Dilon to wrestling.  Hence the reason we have no pictures of Nate's family and Easter.  He just doesn't seem to think we need to document important days in our children's life. I however document so they remember that I did actually let them have fun.  Hopefully that will help erase all the times they tell me I never let them do anything and I'm like the meanest mom in the whole wide world because of it. 

I seem to always find seven bagillion selfies from my kids when I go through my phone.  

Dilon got a little more done with his scouting.  I loathe scouting.  I know I should like it. It teaches so much good to these boys, but I don't.  I don't like it one bit.  I am super grateful for leaders who are willing to help them out though.  Nate had a rule growing up that they didn't get their license until they got their Eagle.  He thinks we are implementing that in our house (I'm not quite on board with that but whatever).  He also told Grifin that he would give him $100 if he got his eagle before Dilon.  Challenge was accepted.  It should be interesting to see how that pans out.

 Speaking of Grifin, he is probably the coolest kid I've ever met.  I need some pointers from him.  I think what is so great is that he doesn't even kind of care about what others think of him.  
Case in point...this is how he walked out of school the other day

and Mr. Dax got to be part of the school leadership day.  They did such a great job with it.  He is also in the school play this Friday. My kid joined the school play. Who would have ever thought that would happen? My kid.  Pics to come of that. 

So that's about it.  
That's life lately at the Wright house. 

Friday, March 24, 2017

Middle school nightmares

Today was fun.  
I got to take a little trip down memory lane and return to middle school for 45 minutes of my life I will never get back.  Felt like 5 hours.
So many flashbacks.  
Teenage boys with their voices cracking, gossipy girls, not being able to open my locker, losing lunch tickets...they all came flooding back.  
I about had a panic attack as I tried to get to the office to check-in and could not make my way through the crowd.  Thirteen year old's have no idea what is happening outside their little bubbles.  This mom wanted to pop them all.  
I got a letter in the mail a couple of weeks ago asking parents to join their kids in their health classes.  You automatically assume it's for "the fun talk" but nope.  It was to see how to schedule out their next 4 years in high school. 
I can handle that.  
What I can't handle is that I have a kid who is going to be in high school. HIGH SCHOOL!!!!  blah. No way I am this old.  
Dilon would not tell me the night before what time he had health and with what teacher because he didn't want me to go.  Hello!?! I'm awesome. Nothing to be embarrassed about.  So Nate stepped in and said he would go.  Dilon's attitude changed real quick and he gave me the info asap to make sure it was me going and not Nate.  He is the dad that yells from the sideline at ball games so I can understand why Dilon would choose to have me (the normal one) there.  
Come to find out his little "girlfriend" is in that class.  Yes!!! Heaven for this mom.  What kind of fresh torture could I deliver?
So I put on my brave face and make my way through the halls to find the class.  How are so many 13/14 year old kids taller than me? I walk in the classroom and his poor face went bright red.  I thought about wearing a taco costume my boss had just to spice things up a little but the kid got embarrassed by me just walking into the room.  No costume needed.  I look around and there are no parents there. Hello parents??? Why are you not being responsible and doing what you were asked? Then I was the one who was embarrassed.  Luckily 4 more moms came so it helped the sting a little.  All went well.  The kid next to Dilon kept laughing at me and my awesome jokes so I must have been doing something right. Dilon survived, I survived.  All is well in the world.  
And can I just say.....I am sooooo glad middle school years are over for me.

Monday, February 27, 2017

Happy (late) Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day is lame. Seriously such a waste of money if you ask me.  Me and Nate never get each other anything.  However this year he had Baylor bring me a flower and candy bar to work.  Then he got me a dozen chocolate covered strawberries. The man knows the way to my heart.  Forget a dozen roses.  Bring me food and I'll be yours forever. I probably should have snapped a pic, but who thinks straight when chocolate covered strawberries are sitting in front of you.  Plus they were probably gone before I could get a pic anyway.

I ran into a friend at the store one day who was looking in the clothing section for something small for her kids for Valentines Day. 
Then she asked me what I was getting my kids. 
Uh yeah, I should probably do something, right?  
So bubble gum, chocolate, and last minute homemade cards because I'm a slacker.  And cheap.

Plus I have all boys, they don't care.  

Another month gone already???

Almost another month come and gone with me neglecting my blog.  I can't help it, life seems busy.  People warned me when the kids got older it would be this way.  I didn't listen, I should have.  Maybe then I would have been better prepared. I look forward to days we have nothing to do.  They are very few and far between.  In fact, I can't remember the last one we had. 
My time lately has been spent being busy as primary president.  There was always something that needed taken care of but I loved it and was completely comfortable there. Guess that's why I got released last week.  7 whole months as president and they kicked me out (that has to be a record).  I guess that has to happen when they make your hubby the Bishop.  For some reason they want me to teach relief society now.  I have never been in anything other than primary.  I don't want to go in with the old ladies. I don't think they are going to want to play a matching game or find hidden pictures around the room.  Wish me luck.

Now it is Nate who is insanely busy.  Remember how I always complain about how busy he is and how he is never home and he couldn't possibly add one more thing to his plate.  Ha, well I had no idea.  His phone is constantly ringing or beeping with messages.  Hopefully after the first month passes things will slow down a little.  He ended up with a rough start, they did a boundary change in our area the same time he got called as Bishop.  Most of the auxiliaries in ward got hit somehow so he has been busy making a lot of changes.  

Nate already picked on me to speak in sacrament meeting.  Between that and being released from primary I have decided that being married to the bishop is not going well for me so far.  
There has been some good with it though.  Back when I got asked to be primary president I left the bishops office questioning why they didn't pick someone older and wiser. Nate was brave enough to remind me I'm no longer a spring chick. That didn't go over well.
 Fast forward a few months to after we left the stake president's office and nate being asked to be bishop.  He left there saying something along the lines of why me?  Why not someone older and wiser? It was my turn to remind him he's no longer a spring chick either.  Good times.  I love when life comes full circle. 

Other than that, nothing else is new. The boys keep turning my hair grey and keep me racking up miles on my Tahoe. Oh well, if I didn't have them to run around 100 different directions, I would probably just be home relaxing and bored.  Who wants that anyway?