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Saturday, October 30, 2010

First Snow

This week was the first snow of the year! As soon as we could we got on our boots and ran through our 1 or 1/2 inch layer of snow in the yard. The kids were in heaven. I was grateful Mags slept most of the time so we could enjoy a snowball fight.

We also made the littlest snowman in the whole world.









Later that day: Mags is still freaking cute.



Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Septober

If my honey were to die today I think I would forever remember him as he is in this picture.



He's so freaking handsome. I just had to say it. He's attractive.



I love the fall. Our neighborhood has HUGE trees in most of the yards with TONS of orange and yellow leaves piled high below their branches. I love it. I love the cool air. I love that sweaters have been pulled out again. And Halloween! I'm sad that we can't be with any family this year, but still. HALLOWEEN.



And I love that my birthday come just before Halloween. Because sometimes I've been really lucky to receive holiday decor as gifts. This pumpkin was from Mama Strong last year. Love it.



And my Mom gave me these witch shoes last year. She's so sweet! I mentioned once that I wanted to collect witch stuff and since has found a witch gift each year. Love them. Kind of wish I had shoes just like these!



Maybe we'll be home and will actually give candy out this year:). That would be a first. I hope the little churchlynns enjoy trick or treating. But I'm worried. Jo just notified me that she no longer wants to be a panda bear princess. She doesn't want her face painted, she doesn't want to be silly, she does not want to dress up and get candy. As of today she wants nothing to do with it. Does that mean I can be a panda bear princess and take her trick or treating place? I'm willing.

We carved pumpkins a week ago for FHE.





They started growing hair out of their mouths and melting disgusting fluids onto our counter tops. So they are now in the garbage. Actually by now they're at the local landfill. But here they are before their mutations took over.





Ryan's pirate is pretty sweet. I named mine "Bella" because she can't quite close her mouth and looks a little like she's grown some rabbit teeth. Ry asked Jo what face her pumpkin should have. Sad. A sad face. What kid chooses that?



She was pretty stinkin' cute carrying around her tiny pumpkin for the next few days.

And here's Maggie in the super-cute Halloween onesie Jen sent her, complete with ballerina socks, also sent by Jen.



Another thing I absolutely love about fall is the harvest. We don't have a garden or fruit trees, but we know nice people who do. We've been given apples, tomatoes, peaches, plums, and peppers. I just finished drying lots of the apples. So yummy.

And FYI- Ryan did not go to school dressed in the below attire. It was crazy hair day and when he refused to wear the shown wig I posted it for his students to see. Boring old Ryan. The pictures were from the Strong Family Halloween Party a couple of weeks ago.

Happy Septober!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

I heard it was crazy hair day at SJHS...



Does anyone have a memory eraser?

A lot of people say children don't remember much, especially young children. I'm really hoping this is true. Today while I was talking to Mom on the phone Jo ran in and grabbed my hand, "Mama! Mama! We found dolls! Come on!" So I let her lead me down the hall to an open box in Maggie's room and a grinning Atticus. They had found their Christmas present: a box full of dolls and doll house furniture. This will be accompanied with an actual doll house as well... so they didn't see the whole thing. But I was still pretty bummed. They wanted to play with their found treasure, of course. And, of course, they couldn't. So I hung up with Mom and told them both that we had to put the dolls away. "Why can't we play?", Jo asked with tears forming.
"Because they're a present."
"For what?"
Sigh, "For Christmas."
Eye's perking up a bit, "For me?"
"Yes, Jo. For you."
So the secret is out. Here's where I'm hoping Jo's memory won't be so good. But I'm feeling slightly pessimistic. The other day when putting a sweater on Jo she started complaining, "I don't want to wear this jacket, Mama. It's scratchy. It's scratchy like the green jacket." There's only ever been one green "jacket." A wool sweater that Dad's grandma, Nana, made and we stole from Mom and Dad's house. Jo never really wore it because she always started whineing if we put it on her. She was about 18 months to 2 years old! And she's 3 1/2 now! Crazy. Then just barely, as I was putting our vacuum away, Jo runs past and says, "We don't have a green vacuum anymore." She kept running as my jaw dropped. We haven't had a green vacuum since our FIRST apartment. And we moved from that apartment when Jo was 2 months old. CREEPY. And here is my super-memory-girl wearing Maggie's 0-3 month old pants. Is it wrong that they fit perfectly like cute shorts?

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

She might be my favorite

We moved Maggie into a separate bedroom last night. And she slept NINE+ hours without stirring! Almost 8 weeks. 9 hours. I love this girl.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Because I'm sick of Kristi's complaining

You wanted pictures of me. I'm usually the only one who takes pictures. So, upon your requests/complaining I took these lovely photos so you could see what I'm looking like these days.



Frightening. It's kind of a more homely... frumpy... bad breath sort of look.
This next one is my attempt to look like that guy who hates "all the orphans in the whole world" from Nacho Libre.



I don't think I pulled it off. Love how Jo's looking all admiringly at me. Jo shouldn't admire that. Bad Jo. Bad. Jo requested we take a "silly" picture next.



Kristi, I hope you learned your lesson.