It's Great to be Eight

T-man is a huge Jazz fan. It has been fun to see this develop. He gets excited to hear about the games, asks his dad the final score, and loves to go to the games. His favorite player is Andre Kirilenko, AK-47.

He just turned 8. For his birthday party, he wanted to go to the Jazz practice facility, tour it with his friends and play basketball on the court. I didn't know if this was possible, but with a small connection ( wink, wink) to the Jazz, we were able to pull it off.

The kids loved it. Smitty was amazing. Made the tour fun, funny, and exciting for the kids. Their favorite part was Fesenko's size 19 shoe. That's right, I said NINETEEN.

Fifteen kids later, we had ourselves a party. They loved climbing up on the seats where the players get their ankles taped. They were each able to pick a player to stand in front of their locker to get their picture taken. Played a little hoop, some quick round of lightening. and then headed up for pizza and cupcakes. They even got to pick drinks out of the refrigerator.

Smitty had little bags for them all, each with player cards, a book and a Jazz fleece blanket. T-man got an autographed basketball from the team.

I think everyone came out a winner and some even scored!

Berry Fairy and More

What is up the weather being horrific every year for Halloween? I couldn't believe the torrential down pour we experienced just as we were walking out the door to go trick-or-treating. I thought I was pretty ingenious for coming up with this for lack of umbrellas:

My husband thought it was rather funny so he took a picture. Fortunately, the rain didn't last all that long and we were able to forgo the wagon. But right after the rain stopped, it got really cold. We hit a few houses and called it quits not longer after. The kids luckily had hit Brett's work up the day before and were overloaded with candy. They had 2 floors over 20,000 square feet each of cubicle after cubicle. Work provided the candy. Needless to say, we were on a sugar high way before the real thing even began. Peacocks, werewolf and a Berry Fairy, we don't get very creative in this house.

The LOVE Note

My 5 year old was so excited today. A boy handed her a sealed envelope at school today. She thought it was a birthday invitation. She opened it up and I heard a "HHHHUUUUHHH?" escape from her lips. A wide grin swept across my face as I glanced at the "invitation". "Oh", I exclaimed, "Your first LOVE note". And with that, I could see the blood inch up her cheeks. "But Mom, I don't even like him!" She wasn't quite sure what to think, but after a minute, I saw a sheepish grin come across her face and then she declared, "He has a crush on me".

About

My 5 year old informed my husband on Saturday what Fall really is about.

P: Dad, can I jump in that pile of leaves you just raked up?

Dad: No, I just raked them up, besides, I don't want you to get all messy.

P: Dad, jumping in leaves is what FALL is all about. And besides, it is Halloween, and we are supposed to have fun on Halloween.

Let's just say Brett couldn't argue with her. Chalk one up for the 5 year old.