MOMMY!

What this world needs is a little more joy and a lot less fear!

*Jacob and his fearless cousin Luke on the Tidal Wave at lagoon. My poor baby!

Farm Country at Thanksgiving Point

*Thanks Becky for posting these pictures on my blog for me....if you would just take over my budget and the disciplining of my children, that would really simplify things for me. :)

Take it when we can!

Is there anything sweeter than a couple of friends sharing pbj's over a dirt picnic table on a almost springlike day.

Be Aware

There is a new beautician on the block!

She will be taking appointments in the year 2020!

Mark you calendars!

Just a sampling of her fine craftsmanship!

(and to think, Kathryn got all this free of charge!)

Mom will you jump with me?

...is the question I hear from Jacob. Well I heard him, but I didn't really answer him, waiting to see if this is a fleeting thought. A few seconds later I hear the same request, and then again and again, now tugging on me. And so I have to have the difficult talk...."Well buddy, I would love to come jump with you, but unfortunately mommy pees her paints when she jumps on the trampoline (or sneeze or cough or laugh to hard etc etc etc)" . A little confused look comes over Jakie boys face and then an impish smile. Yes little buddy, your mom has a small potty issue. "But would you like me to come watch and take some pictures of you?" Thank havens that was good enough and we didn't have to go into anymore embarrassing details.

Did you see that cool move?

How 'bout that one?Too bad you can't do this :)

It's the most wonderful time of the year!

Tis' the craziest season of all. First there is piano recital...

(Jingle bell, Jingle bell, Jingle bell rock...)

Swim meet... (took 1st place in two different heats!)

Next we had a orchestra concert...

Then we had school play...

(Christopher did a great job!)

Winter sing...

(Look for the girl in Santa's hat! So darn cute!)

Preschool program...

(Kathryn loves to sing!!!!!!)

And of course everything else that goes with Christmas...shopping, cards, sub for santa, excitment, and the ever enjoyable, Christmas music, which may be my favorite part, so I usually get an early start (October?).

This post may be too graphic for the weak of heart (or stomach)

So, you know that we have a gofer problem, or let me say "had" a gofer problem. After my last posting of the man of our house taking care of business setting off gofer bombs, we had a new development.

A couple of days later, I was walking past our corner where the little critters seem to make a big mess of mounds, and I could see a very fresh pile of dirt. I marched right into the man of the house and said...we have another intruder and the evidence is fresh.

Well, I must say for all the gofer bombs that we had set off in their holes, we must have some well-trained militant gofer that is not effected by our warfare. We had used them all....two whole packages used and they seem to be saying "Hit me with your best shot!" So that is exactly what Mr. Wack-A-Mole did. Not having any more gofer bombs left, and not wanting to run over to Home Depot and risk missing this opportunity, he got his pellet air rifle and made his post next to the fresh mound of dirt.

I was just leaving and took the opportunity to call my mom and tell her how funny it was that he was going to waste his time. That it would take less time to just drive himself to the local Home Depot and just buy more bombs, but he wanted to stake out the gofer hole instead. Well about 1/2 hour later I got a phone call, from Mr. Wack-A-Mole gone military defense squad, and he told me he had shot that pesky gofer right between the eyes! We have won the war against gofer terror, at least this one. He hit him with this best shot!