Why can't adults have tantrums?

So todau was a busy day. I went to bed last night thinking about ways to turn my attitude around. I came to the conclusion that not working for 'the man' should be a great thing. I can do whatever I want with my day, technically. So first thing was shopping for workout clothes. I never take all 3, or I should say rarely ever. I don't think I need to explain this to any moms that have more than 1 or 2.... But I figured how bad could it be? The twins do great shopping as they are strapped into a cart, and of course I take snacks. Now the newly declared 5 year old...well, he's good 1 on 1, but with distractions for mom, all is fair game. I spent most of my time saying "keep it at a level 2" cause he is one of the loudest children EVER. I also said a lot of "I asked you not to do that" when it came to the famous climbing in the racks of clothes. I would have to say though the best was "a mannequin needs its personal space too- do NOT touch it's privates". Yes, my son has a thing about boobs right now, seems that goes for non humans too. So embarrassing. Then he proceeded to find a poster of a blonde wearing workout clothes and yelling 'girl, how you doin?' while singing "I workout". So that trip was not great. Then on to the gym in the afternoon, where upon pickup I see him launching some items in the air, and then in the car I realize he has peed his pants. Ugh. Then this evening once dad was home, he mouths off and gets sent to his room. As I proceed upstairs to get babies pj's, I see my nice folded laundry load that were by the laundry room door, are now all over the hallway. GAME ON. I try the Love and logic "that's too bad. You will now have to refold all the laundry" which starts the screaming and the tantrum begins. Dad takes over to help Zane by showing him how and then he can do it himself. An hour later my boy is sweating, beat red, sobbing still and declaring how tired he is from all the laundry. Mind you it was 1 load. Once calm and done, states he's hungry and ready to play in the basement. Seriously?! Really?! This is normal? If an adult did that, they would put you on Prozac. Well, where are our tantrums? They have to be good for something? I mean he should sleep great. He was obviously relieved of any stress. He got it out of his system. Where's our tantrum? Is it in another form? I certainly enjoy a good workout, makes me feel better. I also enjoy loud Alanis Morisette- good stuff. But I think I may really enjoy a good tantrum of my own, cleanse the system, release the stress, help me move on. Actually I think I've had a tantrum before. Ok, a lot of tantrums. And now that I think about it, they just give me a headache, puffy eyes, and the need for too much wine. I think I will stick with a good cry. However, I think I will start to be more understanding of the tantrums. They are a way for little ones to cleanse without the friends to vent to, the wine to drink, or the food to binge on. They are pure. And I suppose they are necessary for us to learn to better control of ourselves for later years. At least that's the story I'm sticking with. Good night all.

The main floor is painted- High 5!

I am super excited to show you my son's birthday party photos!  Turning 5 is a big deal you know.... but before that, I must show you the finished paint job.  I completed the entire first floor- it took a month but still, well worth it.  I love the color and it really makes all the projects I have done really pop.
The color is Light Pewter, Benjamin Moore. It changes with the light of course, so it is between a gray/green/copperish tan. Wonderful. So much better than the pinky beige from before!

One wall done in new Light Pewter against the nasty 'before' color!

Shown all done in new color!  Notice the blank spot above the kitchen...surprise coming!!

So, now the only section of the house that is not complete is the upstairs.  The entire downstairs is done. Whew.  It really is a relief because I picked away at it any hours I had available. Plus, it allows me to showcase some cool projects I have done, Including my 5, or what I will refer to as my High 5!
I saw this very cool '8' on Pinterest and determined it would be the perfect way to have my 5- because there are 5 Panchula's in this house baby!!
It was a piece of cake to say the least.  Of course, thanks in part to my Auction purchase of an overhead projector.  It started with a large piece of mdf, and some black paints. I coated it with Graphite chalk paint, because I wasn't sure if I was going to distress....Then i determined i needed another coat of Benjamin Moore black over the top, dry brushed.

 Then I had this small wood five that I love, and figured that would work on the projector!

I then traced out the five with a small paint brush and old white chalk paint.  Then filled it in with a sponge brush.  ( I missed a few pix, but voila below!!)


This was taken with my ipad, so not the best quality, but when you have 3 kids under 5 running around you, you try to get the shots as quick as you can! (disregard the disaster of a kitchen too...)

What do you think?  I love it.  My son was super excited because he was sure it was in regards to his birthday party :-) Now I have a subway print I am working on, and 2 other projects to start furniture)....yay!

Well, thats it for today, off to get the kiddies and head to the gym. Enjoy!

This too shall pass...and it is! I see the light-

I started off with this blog and Etsy store idea when the new year started and I was refreshed and wrapping up the holidays...then it seems like February and March bit me right in the rear. Fevers, sickness, family health, schedule changes with the husbands new business, complete meltdown of my pc and backups ( which is why this has no paragraphs- done on my ipad) and just all out chaos seemed to ensue. Then we joined the gym, and I personally have been feeling more motivated and challenged again- if I could only get a full nights sleep. Amidst all that, my 5 year old is starting his kindergarten round up, and we had his 5th birthday party to plan. It was a pretty good one too if I do say so myself. It was this past saturday, so yesterday I felt like things would improve- everyone is feeling better, the birthday was a wild success, and Monday could be a fresh start...but I have a stomachs virus that is causing a lot of trips to the powder room. I sometimes wonder when it will be normal. Then I realize, this is pretty much my "normal". Granted, when everyone is sick, it is 10 times worse, but in general my definition of normal needs to be rewritten. I am thinking of starting my own dictionary: the Panchula 5 edition. Hmmm, something to consider- maybe a new definition for you all every Monday. I will work on that. Anyway, no matter what the chaos, I love it. I loved watching my 5 year old in awe at his party, I loved my friends and family being together, I love watching the twins run around and be involved. I love that my husband did all the food, booze and yardwork prep. I love my life- no matter how insane it makes me- and I wanna share it with you all, and I want more followers, and I want to be motivated to do more work- that is what's want. That is why it's tie to get back on the T-Train (choo choo!) and make sure that these last few months, they do not deter me. They motivate me. And I will appreciate every moment, good or bad. Until tomorrow folks!!

Try and try again!

Well, it has been too long. But for some reason in addition to all other things I've had going on, my pc stopped on me. It is now running again, but giving me major fits!! Including not allowing my blog dashboard to work. So in my spare time (ha! It even reads as funny as when I say it out loud) I have been trying to blog- but gave up and lost drafts. So this is being done on my iPad which does not allow for adding photos or allow paragraph spacing. So this will probably appear as one big chunk of text....I dunno, I guess I'm not that savvy! So what's been up? Well, fevers lasted off and on for 3 weeks. Still not sure we are out of the woods... In the meantime I have been painting and only have one main wall left which I intend to finish tonight. Then this weekend is the boys 5th birthday- reptile themed, with an actual Reptile guy coming. So I will photograph that and show all the coolness later. So, hoping that I am back! Haven't even been on Pinterest in weeks it's been so nuts!!!! Plus then I think of more projects and get completely overwhelmed. I am working on my upcoming list of topics, and think its about to get fun up in here! Will post some Easter pix soon, talk about the house plans, show you the repainting project, etc. given I can get my pc to work.... Technology owns us by the way. Have a super Monday!

A short and sweet one for today...carpe...something!

Wow, I finally feel normal again. The sickness is almost gone, the kids haven't had fevers for 3 days, and I finally am back at the gym. Parenting can really sap you.
I also got to do a lot of cuddling, and hugging and I stopped myself from worrying about what I wasn't doing, and worried about my babies. Ironically a friend of mine passed on a link the last couple days that kinda sums it all up. I have personally shared this one before on Facebook- but for those of you who haven't read it, I am posting it here. If you are a parent, read! Even if you aren't, its worth a look.
I love the woman who wrote this, whomever she is. From The Huffington Post:

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/glennon-melton/dont-carpe-diem_b_1206346.html

Enjoy and have a super day.

sick sick, go away- come again...well, just don't.

So I don't think its good for a blogger to not blog....just sayin'.  But this last week has been a bit rough when it comes to time and focus.  This time all 3 boys got sick- some viral syndrome which basically totes a steady fever, for possibly up to 2 weeks.  Oh gads. Well Everett got it last Friday, so that cancelled our St. Pats plans, then by Monday night they all had it. Fevers, Tag threw up, and all have coughs and snot.  By Tuesday evening I had it.  Lots of staying in the house, treating the fever.  Just when it goes away...BAM, someone elses' goes back up.
So needless to say, not a lot of time on my hands and when I do have it, we all try to rest.

However, you know me.  I cannot and will not sit still and stand by while precious time is ticking. 

So I started the painting of the house.  YES!  I got the entire kitchen and hall done, and it wasn't that bad!! I did this because my husband stayed home with me on Tuesday to help with kiddies, so I jumped at the chance.  Now I have slowed up again and will start when he gets back for the weekend. I LOVE (luv luv) the color and how it totally brightens up the place!  Cannot wait to get it up on the big walls!
The only thing I dread about painting, is taping.  Taping and I do not love each other.  As a matter of fact, if someone came to me and said "I need you to paint my 3000 sq ft house, but don't worry, I will do the taping" I would say sure!  But if someone came to be and said I need you to paint my 900 sq ft home and tape all the windows/cabinets/etc, I may say bite it.
This is why I did the kitchen first.  I dread all the doors, cabinets, windows....ugh.
Anyway, I think my goal of having this all done by my son's birthday is definitely doable.
The paint color is Benjamin Moore "Light Pewter". (of course I had Behr paint matched, because with needing a 5 gallon pail, BM is a bit over my budget!! and I am always happy with Home Depots Behr paint).
I love this color cause it is brighter, but not white- it is more of a gray, but when the sun hits it you can see a warm brown/pewter look to it.  It will work so well with all the other pieces I have been doing.



See all the lovely green Frogtape?
 It was the only 'green' I saw on St. Pats

Light Pewter from Benjamin Moore



Speaking of pieces, I cant wait to show you my latest, but wanna get it on the wall first.  It's AWESOME- let's just say it got a 'high 5!' and was so super duper easy to do now that I have my new overhead projector that I got at the auction...I sure do love my auction.

Anywhoo, I will try to keep back on the radar and keep you updated on all the projects inbetween the snotty noses. ;-)



A day in the life with Taggert...

Well, it seems I can never get anything done.  I know that is wrong, because everyone tells me.  Especially my husband.  However, I do not get them done in the fashion or quickness that I would prefer.  So all of the 'projects' I am listing, is kinda making me sad. Because with 3 boys at home I can barely get the typical stuff done.  Any of you who know my kids understand what I mean....for those of you that don't, when I say they are 'active' I mean business.  Most people say "oh, yes mine too- they are constantly on the go, playing, never stop...." etc. 
Well, I don't feel your pain.  I am going to be that mom right now, and say you have no idea what I face. (I know a few do, but still...) I have switched out 3 kitchen tables, various chairs, moved lamps, taken down doors (yes) and curtains, in hopes to have less chasing and cleaning up to do. My son Zane is active- and needs or wants lots of attention.  Everett is the one that cries and whines the most, but Taggert...oh Tag. I knew when you were in my womb that it was going to be difficult.  I knew which one you were by the way you punched and kicked and literally pushed your brother into one spot and kept him there, and I knew that when you came out, it was going to be a challenge.  Well, I was right. You immediately had terrible reflux and we put you on meds. You had bronchomylasia so you coughed non stop- for the first 5 months you slept on my chest, or in a bouncer, or on a 50 degree angle reflux pillow which you were strapped into in your crib.  Nothing lasted more than a month or so, and we were on to the next solution that would 'work' for you, or contain you.
Thank the Lord, that all got considerably better at 6 months, and we had no long term illnesses, which I find to be a blessing these days, especially with twins.  I brought these guys home immediately, weighing over 7 lbs a piece, 4 weeks early! Doesn't get better than that.

I was also blessed that Everett is a polar opposite of Taggert.  He is calm, very slow moving when trying new things, and slept through the night at 7 weeks.  It was like he knew his brother was going to need the attention those first 6 months. Oh what a blessing.  Cause Tag does require some attention....

Flash forward, they are 22 months old now.  I am constantly trying to maintain my home.  The phrase "I can't have anything nice with you kids" truly makes sense now.


Like I said, I've changed furniture (tables and chairs not stable enough, rungs broken, lamps broken, couches are ripped) and I can honestly say most of it is due to Tag. Ev of course follows along more and more these days. To get on the couch, Tag would knock down a kitchen chair, drag it over, and climb on it to jump over the back. Seriously, at 18 months.  He will now walk through a room, reach up and pull off anything he can- glasses of water, wine, remotes, food bowls.  He's fast. Super fast.

Today I came out to find them both eating plums.  How you may ask?  He has found a way to climb up the dishwasher...hmm.

 We've already had the first fall down the stairs, the bitten tongue, and the head stitches.

Likes to wear any shoes laying out...

bloody and smiling on the way to ER, with a pink Paci I grabbed hastily.

I've gotten ridden of at least 3 trash cans, purchasing plastic, with locks, cause he loves to tip it over in the kitchen, dump out the contents and run with his favorite piece of trash...

Dont worry!  It was empty!!

Dances on tables, but i'm sure that is genetic. This was at 15 months old.

This is the bench (that we have to put on top of the table after each meal, because he climbs on it), that he was caught getting on. He literally stood on it and jumped. I caught this much before running...You can see the chair over to the left that he tipped, and managed to get on the table with. Brother followed. This was after raiding the closet for hats, etc. obviously.

As I type this post, he is jumping from the footstool over to the TV stand, laughing. I have stopped at least 10 times now to pull him off.   As I approach, he jumps, expecting I will catch him.  Fearless and crazy. And touching daddys TV.  That in itself is courageous...

There you go, a day in the life with Tag.  Gotta run cause he is now jumping off the coffee table onto the stuffed bear about 10 ft away.