And So It Continues.

Our week / weekend of craziness continues.
I should be doing some paperwork right now to catch up on what I can't finish at work.
I don't feel quite awake enough to write something that could be audited by Medicare, so I'm here instead.
Jim got called in at 4:20. AM. Good times.
I'm approaching it as a challenge to see if I can actually get the three kids (and myself) up, ready, morning chores done and to church on time. Which shouldn't be too different than a regular weekday except that we were at the Holiday Bazaar at OLA last night until eight thirty! When bedtime is seven fifteen, that extra hour or so makes a big difference.
My ace in the hole for getting the kids to and through church is the $10 gift card I got to Dunkin Donuts from work.
I am sooooo not above bribery.

An Oven Update:
Here is the latest on our saga...
We have been without an oven since March.
Yes. March.
We are on our fourth replacement.
Yes. Fourth.
If anyone is thinking of buying a new oven, please contact me and I will tell you what brand to stay away from.
This has been a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad (thank you, Alexander) consumer experience.
We may need a FIFTH oven.
Yes. Fifth.
We had the replacement oven installed last week. Everything went well and the kids and I even got to bake cookies.
Until I came home from work the next day. The stench of mercaptan was horrible. And when I got close to the oven, it was almost enough to make me throw up. So I turned the isolation valve off under the oven and evacuated the kids out of the house as fast as I could.
With the iso-valve on, the smell went away, giving us a pretty good indication of where the leak was.
After going back and forth with the oven company, we were able to get NStar out here (thank goodness). They found the leak in the packing of the oven valves and red tagged it, deeming it unsafe for use.
We are waiting to hear from the oven company as to how and when this will be fixed. And THEN will need NStar to come out and inspect before we can use it.
So much for cooking a turkey for Thanksgiving.

I've decided I can be just as grateful with pizza and wings. =-)

The funniest moment of the weekend so far has been on Friday night. When we're singing our prayers, when we come to each child's part, they stand up. Caroline usually does a little dance as she's singing and Sam will sometimes copy her. When Sam got to his part, instead of performing a ballet-type dance, he put his sippy cup on his head and started doing the Bottle Dance from Fiddler on the Roof!
We laughed so hard we almost cried.
I love that boy!!!