ADHD

On Wednesday my wonderful cousin, Kiele, had her first baby so I decided that I needed to see her and that beautiful baby. That's right folks, another Bishop road trip. This time Cary had to work and I was all alone with my two crazy offspring. The road trip up there was uneventful, nobody threw up, bled, or died. That makes for a very nice trip.



That Friday, Katherine and I took the kids to the park to fly kites. It was three kids against two adults and guess who won...

I think they would have beat her with sticks if I wasn't there.

When it was time to leave my great hometown of Oklahoma City I realized how much I missed my husband. I never knew, until today, how much he does for our family. I packed up the car by myself, I don't know how Cary does it. Everything is a puzzle piece and he carefully selects a certain object to go in a certain place. He makes it look like no big deal. For a normal person it shouldn't be a big deal. Me on the other hand stuffed, pulled, and pushed. I was going nowhere. There were legs, hair, and arms thrown in the air. By the end of it I was drenched in sweat and ready to get on the road. We said our goodbyes to my parents and I was getting excited to get going and see my husband. I was ready to get on the open road and relax. For whatever reason I was really anxious and couldn't calm down. I don't know if it was Veggie Tales blaring in my ears or the gridlocked I 40, maybe it was the constant ringing of my phone (which was stuck under my seat). Whatever it was some how we made it out alive. The kids even fell asleep for a little bit.

Here is something interesting about me, I have three hours of Veggie Tale songs on my iPod and even when the kids are asleep I still listen to it. AND I know all the words, I didn't know I knew the words but there I was singing along by myself with the kids asleep.

Around Shawnee,OK Evelyn woke up grunting. If you have kids you will know that sound very well. I figured I might as well put gas in the car and change her at the same time. Here is another "I miss Cary" moment. I guess I don't pump my own gas... ever. I started yelling at the stupid pump for not working the way they did when I was 16. I don't know what zip code my bank is in, why is that even necessary?! After that little fiasco I pushed the button for the gas I needed, and pushed it... and pushed it again. And cancelled, then tried it again. Then I realized that I was pushing the stickers, not the buttons. It's moments like these that give blonde's a bad name.

I got the gas and was on my way home, it felt like it took forever to get to Arkansas. I crossed the boarder and had another three hours to go. As soon as I made it into Arkansas ADD kicked in and I wanted to be done driving. I started bouncing in the driver seat. ADD quickly turned into ADHD and all of the sudden I was acting like an ADHD child in church, in the middle of prayer. I actually started making faces at people when I drove by them. And just to get some entertainment I would drive slow in the fast lane. How annoying is that?! I don't know what my problem was but I'm so glad to have my wonderful husband back. When I got home there was roses in the kitchen table. I am so grateful and blessed to be so spoiled.