A New Favorite Pastime

on a windy day in December, the kids discovered the thrill of watching the leaves race by our house while remaining in the comfort of our home.  Does life get more entertaining then that?

The Grass is Always Greener...

Katelyn's first official Christmas break had a bit of a rough start, she spent the first 3 days laying on the couch drifting in and out of consciousness.  Ear infections. when at last we took her to the doctor to get some antibiotics her first comment upon stepping outdoors was, mom, why did our grass turn to hay?

an eye opener for someone who has spent a lot of time in Florida, where the grass never turn brown, or yellow for that matter.

Mischief

When a  two year old lives in your house and you find yourself with time to sit down and read without urgent   tugging accompanied by a jumble of incohearent words, you know something is afoot. and even if you would like to embrace those quite moments of solitude something in the back of your mind is flashing red warning lights and it's usually best to go check on said two-year-old...

 before flour is spread throughout the entire house and beyond.

It could have been worse... much, much worse.

Clearly he is feeling the remorse.

Dallin's many identies

Dallin has become quite the chameleon he is constantly changing into some kind of costume depending on his mood.  his current favorite...

Black G.I. Joe guy meets Safety hat Construction Man.

But he's also content to be a "inga" turtle, or a fire fighter. as long as it involves head gear...

a photo opt

Why is it that I don't have better pictures of my kids...  oh wait now I remember...

This was the result of a planned photo opportunity.  yes even the thought of taking pictures after church on Sunday can cause meltdowns.

were we suppose to take the pictures before or after lunch?  I can never remember...

Why?

now you might be asking yourself, "why did she take a picture of her trash can, or perhaps its a picture of her neighbors car, a rake? maybe the flag hiding behind the tree?"

it's the trash can, and I'll show you why,

I'm not sure how this all started but I think it involves raking the yard and piles of leaves, and turned into some kind of "less then appealing" game of peek-a-boo.

brr it's g g g gold!

It's gotten cold here in Texas it's been all the way down in the 60's which for Dallin our native Floridan, is basically freezing

 the other day Dallin said "Brrr mom it's gold"  g g g Cold starts with G that's why I don't like the cold.

makes perfect sense....