Witches...

This is my favorite picture.

The sun was in their eyes,

so I told them to close them

and on the count of 3 to open

them. This was the face they

both pulled when they opened

their eyes.

I'm a mean old witch with a hat,

I ride on my broom with my cat

my chin is pointed and my nose is too

You better watch out or I might scare you-

BOO

Little princess learned this cute poem at her preschool and has been singing it all week. I thought it was only appropriate with my witch pictures from Gardner Village. I went twice within one week and the second time was during UEA, absolutely crazy. Never again on that day. I noticed I didn't get as many pictures with the witches, but that was because the lines were so long. I may go back this week if the weather is good.

A Hiatus for Whatever Reason

I have been asked a few times where I have been...I wish I could say somewhere fun. It is just that I am in the groove of life and haven't had much time to sit down and write. Somewhere between being a mom of 3 and a wife, balancing 2 other small jobs (and I do mean small), callings, and life, I haven't had time to sit and think. It really is all that is needed sometimes. That time to think about things. Politics seems to be swirling around so much lately, that I haven't had the time to think about the other things. But I have had time to think about this: being in the world, but not of the world. It is an old age adage, one you here frequently. I don't know why I keep thinking about it but it can be a hard balance at times. And so I think. And the thing that surrounds that think, it something I want to be. Be a gentler, kinder, more loving person. I know there is always room for more of that.

My Feel Good Watch for the Day

This one will touch your heart and maybe even make you cry. Take the time to watch it.

http://cmnstudio.blogspot.com/2008/09/kaidence-stephenson-miracle-story.html

I Want That ONE, No That ONE

We went to the cute pumpkin patch down the street from us again this year. The kids had so much fun playing on the tractors and doing the corn maze. Then we moved on to the exciting part of each getting to pick out their own pumpkin. This year the pumpkin patch had weeds, so many weeds that they were just too tall and too many that they had to cut all the pumpkins off of the vines and line them up in rows while cleaning the rest of the stuff out. We still got to have a wheelbarrow that was fun for the kids to ride in. Just not any big clippers to cut the pumpkins off with, better safe than sorry. It was freezing, so we didn't last very long, but it definitely is a tradition in the making.

Tinkerbell Flies By

This little one has some serious talent in heels. I can't even walk in them let alone run. Maybe someday her mad skills will get her some where in life.

The Maddening, Circling Dilemma to Cookie Monster

My little princess is into the inquisitive phase of life. I laugh at some of the questions she asks, and am even more baffled by some of the creativity of others. Her favorite question to ask is why things are named what they are, or why we named her or her siblings what we named them. She has told me on a number of occasions that she would have rather been named "Ariel".
I recently overheard the following conversation between her and her daddy. Come on Brett. Cut the kid some slack.

P: Why is Cookie Monster named Cookie Monster?
Brett: Because he likes to eat cookies.
P: Why does he like to eat cookies?
Brett: Because his name is Cookie Monster.
P: Why is his name Cookie Monster?
Brett: Because he likes to eat cookies.

And on and on and on until I had to tell Brett to stick a fork in it.

Vegetarian in the Making

My little one this weekend discovered that ground beef and "poo-poo" look quite a bit a like. I was trying to feed her a taco, and every time I would get it close to her mouth and she would eye it, she would pull away, shake her head and say "poo-poo, poo-poo". Then, she would precede to shake her hands by her nose and say "yucky" (just like we do when we change her bum). I thought this was a short lived, one day thing, but tonight, I tried again. Tonight for dinner we had taco pie with beans and meat, and the same thing, when she went to have a bite: "poo-poo". I don't know if she is going to be the vegetarian, or if I am after all the images she is helping to produce in my mind.