Missions

With the tax man hitting us in the pockets, I have decided to get out there and help my lovely man pay the bills. So at the moment its writing resumes and finding somewhere to send them off and hopefully be employed soon enough. The only worry is being able to find daycare for my son as the ones that I have contacted so far have enormous waiting lists. But my mum arrived on Saturday so hopefully she will be able to help out. And then theres the hours that I will be available to work as I still need to be there for the other kids before and after school. I wouldnt mind doing night work but Andrew is not so keen as he doesnt like the idea of us never seeing each other. But like they say, where theres a will theres a way :)
Another mission at the moment is the clash of personalities that is going on in the household. Whoever said that having so many kids wasnt so bad was crazy. Ooops hang on a minute, that crazy was me lol. Kyla and I are constantly fighting. Its like I try to assert some authority and she just doesnt want to know. As long as I am saying yes to her its all good but as soon as I say no, its like a bomb going off. For a child her age and compared to the upbringing that I had, the freedom that she has to do things and stuff is enormous and I think that she should consider herself very lucky. But Im starting to learn that the more you give a 13 year old, the more they want and be prepared for the fallout if you dont confer to their so called needs. So at the moment she is grounded, even unable to attend her youth group, untill she appreciates the things that shes allowed to do and starts to show me a bit more respect. Is that bad?. Feels like it is sometimes.
My darling sweet soft spoken and quiet Kaytlynn is gone. She has become argumentative and loudly outspoken and loves to provoke her sisters and brothers. But she still has that sweetness about her that difuses any growling that her dad tries to bestow on her and once again I am the bad guy as I enforce the fact that she cant do that to them. So Im the one that sees her tears and sees her back as she storms off to her room sigh.
Liam hasnt changed much and is still the quiet older son who loves his playstation. He has also started helping with the dishes and I must say that he sometimes does a better job than his sisters.
As for Maddisyn-Rose, well where do I start. She doesnt like sleeping in her bed, doing anything to help even a little around the house, and her favorite sentence is 'I hate you mum!' She defys her dad every chance she gets and if she doesnt want to do it, she will cry loud and for as long as you can handle grrr. Unfortunately she is very very spoilt. We are still trying to figure out how to deal with this very very strong personality that our youngest daughter posesses.
Well we all know what Ethan is up to these days as he is the main one that I seem to write about these days.
Even with all these different personalities happening at the moment, Andrew and I are very proud with our lovely tribe of children and enjoy trying to giude them through these early years of theirs. It all passes so fast.
BUT any suggestions from all family, friends and godparents are greatly appreciated.

Got A Real Haircut.....

Well last Wednesday, Ethan finally got all his hair chopped off. I just about cried as his blonde ends hit the floor but once I was over it, I had to admit that my son looked even more handsome and definitely a lot more like a nearly 3 year old. He was pretty chuffed with the new do and its definitely a lot more easier to maintain. It has gotten a fair bit thicker and a lot darker but it is definitely a lot lovelier.