Happy Thanksgiving…..

I am thankful for my kids, husband, and all that the Lord provides for us.

Time outs are so sad :(

Couldn’t help but take this picture of Sam in time-out. I am just surprised he stayed. Usually I have to put him on the dryer so he can’t get down.

Boys….

This is what my boys do for entertainment….

Halloween 09

Here are a few of the kiddos on Halloween!

Maddie wasn’t quite sure what she was called….pumpkin spice is what it said on the package. I called her a disco pumpkin, Grandma called her a space pumpkin…either way she was cute.

Jack was a skeleton. He wouldn’t wear the mask for long, but he did put it on for a few house.  He wouldn’t let me draw something on his face instead either.

Sam was batman! The day we bought it he wore it all day, all night, and the next day….even to tumbling. It was funny. There was a hole in it before he even took it off.

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Silly Sammyboy

Sammy Boy is counting now...up to 5 and close to 10...give or take a 7 or 8. But maybe someday I will tell him that yellow is not a number, but I just can't yet...

Musings of Jackyboy

Last Sunday while sitting in Church Jack wanted a really cool paper airplane that mom had already failed to produce, so he went to dad and asked him to use his master dad tricks to provide a fairly awesome paper airplane that he could have bragging rights to his friend and pue neighbor, Jacob. Well Dad's response was "Well Jacky boy, I will do my best". As he fumbled the paper around and roughly creased each fold, he presented Jack with not-so-awesome paper airplane. Jack looked at Dad and asked with question in his voice, "This is the best you can do?" Dad looked wearily at Jacky boy and saw the disappointment in his eyes and trying to reassure him he replied, "Yes Jack, that is the best I can do." Unconvinced, Jacky boy looked down at the plane and looked at dad and replied, "Okay, I guess."

Madison turned 8

Maddie turned eight on July 1st. She is going to be baptized this Saturday. She is so excited. She is growing up and its flying by. I keep think what happed to the last 5 years and I really have a hard time remembering. It makes me feel like I need to keep better records. Journal, keeping track of stories, keeping up with scrapbooks, etc. Its a little tap on the shoulder telling me to slow down and enjoy the ride....