Last night I came home from YW's to a DARK house, and THIS waiting for me.......
Are there words????
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Shhhh... I have a secret desire.
I want to go treat-or-treating.
I really, really want to go.
I don't really want to dress up, but I want to feel the excitement.
The anticipation, the pure merriment.
With shivers down my spine, I want to wander the cold, dark, scary streets with my brothers and sister.
I want the energy to walk for blocks and blocks, and not be tired.
I want to be invited in to friends houses to warm my frozen toes and cheeks, and for hot cider, warm doughnuts, or maybe my favorite a gooey Carmel apple.
I want to run down the side walks, up the driveways, and yell "trick-or-treat." I want to be surprised when my primary teacher answers a strange door, or my dentist, or the girl the sometimes babysits us.
I want to fill my pillowcase up with all the brightly colored candies so to my little arms, it feels heavy, and I have to sling it over my shoulder.
and when I get home to my brightly lit kitchen I want to dump my bag of well-earned treasures all over the big kitchen table and inspect each gem, piece by piece.
I want to go treat-or-treating.
I really, really want to go.
I don't really want to dress up, but I want to feel the excitement.
The anticipation, the pure merriment.
With shivers down my spine, I want to wander the cold, dark, scary streets with my brothers and sister.
I want the energy to walk for blocks and blocks, and not be tired.
I want to be invited in to friends houses to warm my frozen toes and cheeks, and for hot cider, warm doughnuts, or maybe my favorite a gooey Carmel apple.
I want to run down the side walks, up the driveways, and yell "trick-or-treat." I want to be surprised when my primary teacher answers a strange door, or my dentist, or the girl the sometimes babysits us.
I want to fill my pillowcase up with all the brightly colored candies so to my little arms, it feels heavy, and I have to sling it over my shoulder.
and when I get home to my brightly lit kitchen I want to dump my bag of well-earned treasures all over the big kitchen table and inspect each gem, piece by piece.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Comments and Ugly Blog
So about a week or two ago I checked my blog dashboard and it suddenly popped up with about 30 old comments for me to verify and publish on my blog. (So AP that's where all the comments were, lost in cyberspace.) So feel free to comment, I think it's working now, and I really am going to make my blog prettier and change the music as soon as I get a chance.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
October and Dinner with a Princess
When Ellie came and sat down for dinner Monday night. I just had to take a picture. She had put on one of her favorite dresses, a pink feathery scarf, purple wings, and a homemade crown from primary. Nothing was really out of the ordinary, but as I sat watching her, I thought, these are the moments I want to remember. (Sorry I wasn't able to get a good picture someone was distracting me)
James thought I was taking a picture of him and he was really hamming it up from across the room.
We finally had a couple of warm days, so we were able to get fluffy out and play with him. We didn't dare let him wander far, but he sure is cute.
I love this pic. Barry is such a good father. He always has time for his Eleanor, he was carving upon request.
These are our Jack-o-Lanterns for this year. Our Neighbors kindly donated a couple of pumpkins from their patch, and Barry stewed one for us, and toasted the seeds. Which I might add gave us all belly aches for days. (JSYK: Okay, so I'm pretty white, but I'm not actually iridescent. That's the reflection off the house.)
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BEEEP ........BEEEEEEEEP ...BEEP ....BEEP...................
WE INTERRUPT THIS POST FOR A MESSAGE FROM THE EMERGENCY BLOGCAST ASSOCIATION.
NOT JUST A HIGH FEVER
NOT JUST A COUGH
NOT STREP THROAT
SO I KNOW MY CAMERA DOESN'T WORK VERY WELL, BUT THERE ARE SPOTS, AND THEY ARE EVERYWHERE. FORTUNATELY, JAMES IS HAPPY AS A PIG IN MUD BECAUSE HE DOESN'T HAVE A FEVER ANYMORE, BUT HE DOES HAVE SOMETHING TO SHOW FOR IT.
WHAT?
What's that you say? You think spots are "in", you want them too.
Okay, here's what you do, come and see us.
....Oh it's piggy flu you want. Well you can get a vaccine for that too.
Or you could just try this....
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This is what I wake up to every morning. Literally I know, horror! I let him sleep in our bed, but the truth is, I love it, and in the morning when he crawls up on my chest to wake me and grabs my nose or ear or eyes (whatever strikes his fancy), I love him even more, for from the moment he wakes up, he has a smile to share with me that melts my heart and I thank my Heavenly Father every day for sending me this angel.
Do you get star scones for breakfast??? I do! It's because I'm loved.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Pizza, Pie, and the Sun in Our Eyes.
My Sweetheart, always has as smile for me.
LOVE my Ellie, couldn't do without her.
I just love these!
I know Carli they're yours, but I love them. They make me smile.
This Pizza needed mushrooms badly. We officially named Friday night, Pizza night!!! I don't count on us getting sick of it too soon, because I never make it the same way twice. ;)
Barry made us a beautiful and delicious apple pie Sunday morning. I just had to take a picture of it because i knew it wouldn't last. Yum!
Barry had Monday off work so we drove up to a nearby lake in the Mountains. It was beautiful, and it was nice to get away for awhile. We got Burgers and fries for lunch, and finished off the apple pie for dessert. Kudos to anyone who can name the Lake. You can see it in the background if you look close.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Visit
My parents and my sister came up to visit this weekend. My food didn't turn out as well as I would like, but oh well next time. We sure enjoy having company. Here are some highlights Whom will he choose? I admit he choose Grandma, but I think it was her big smile.
sorry can't get my videos to post. Maybe later.........
okay it's later... and I still can't get them to post. What's the secret? Charity? Tamara? Anybody?? They say they are uploading, and then they just upload FOREVER.
sorry can't get my videos to post. Maybe later.........
okay it's later... and I still can't get them to post. What's the secret? Charity? Tamara? Anybody?? They say they are uploading, and then they just upload FOREVER.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Recently I read a story of a dad coming home from work to find a veritable disaster. Outside doors were left open, kids were still in their pajamas, and the dog was nowhere to be found. Toothpaste was on the walls of the bathrooms, toilets were not flushed, and miles of toilet paper were unrolled on the floor. The fridge door was open, and cartoons blared through the house, though no one was watching. The sink and counters were piled high with dishes; berry stains from breakfast were still on the counter. The dad rushed into every bedroom, where none of the beds were made, trying to find his wife and thinking somethings terrible must have happen. He finally found her in their bedroom, reading a book. With disbelief he exclaimed, "What in the world happened?" She looked up calmly and with a smile said, "Everyday when you get home from work you ask what on earth I do all day, so today I didn't do it!" -A Mother's Book of Secrets by Linda Eyre and Shawni Eyre Pothier
Mother's do hundreds of little things each day unnoticed, it's most often the things we don't do that get noticed. This often makes motherhood a challenge.
This is actually a paragraph taken from one of my new favorite books, (thanks Erin) it's excellent and I would recommend it to any mother with small children, or plans for them.
Mother's do hundreds of little things each day unnoticed, it's most often the things we don't do that get noticed. This often makes motherhood a challenge.
This is actually a paragraph taken from one of my new favorite books, (thanks Erin) it's excellent and I would recommend it to any mother with small children, or plans for them.
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