September 19-September 26

Daxton and Lucas thought it would be a great idea to spray Nolan down with a hose. It was about 50 degrees outside.
Our mole trap has gone off 4 times, but still no mole. I guess our sandy yard is a bit too soft.
One baby blanket down.
One more to go.
I had really bad leg aches.
Acid reflux isn't far behind that.
Greg decided not to get a bow.
Greg decided he needs a gun.
Dax will not ride the bus.
Lucas is really into jets and airplanes and always makes them about 2 feet too long. They break. He cries. Always.
Nolan is 18 months.
Baby moves a lot.
Baby has no name.
I'm wondering how I'll ever handle four little kids.
7 more weeks until I'll know.

(baby blankets)

I know these can be eaten all year around but I really like having them during this time of year. My friend Micah shows how to make them here. I use a few different ingredients and don't end up looking as grand as her's. Mine consist of carmel apple wraps, melted white chocolate, and cinnamon and sugar. They are so yummy!

I love this time of year. I've never decorated with glitter, but gave it a go this year.

Nolan gets into everything when we're outside and gives most of it a good taste too.

The only problem I see with having a house full of boys is we are going to have to have four firearms, four fishing poles, four bows, four pistols, four of absolutely everything their father has. Greg is getting a bow soon so the boys just had to follow suite. Although Dax has the wrong eye open here, he's getting the hang of it......and loves it!

Nolan has a few years....for now it's swinging and crying time (he's only smiling because I made him)....

otherwise he's pretty stinkin crusty.

I made one of these plastic bag holders from this tutorial; Dax had snack day at kindergarten this week so we served fruit, marshmallows and a little bit-o-chocolate.

This is the wagon results of Dax's artistic abilities. It was so fun to watch him design his wagon as he is very very particular.

Lucas' skeeter bites swell like crazy once he starts to itch them. Some of his common vocabulary "Why don't you bonko yourself?" "You're a doogo bunga" or "You're a deedee and a bodo! Ha, ha, ha!"

Nolan has really taken to coloring, especially when it's in red.

I found this tree frog perched right here when I opened the lid to the toilet early one morning. It's a dang good thing I have boys, as I'm not really the bug lovin type. They came running. Dax tried to grab him and then he jumped in the toilet. 2 seconds later he jumped on the sliding glass mirror next to the toilet. Lucas grabbed a hold of him and together they chucked him off the porch.

Ten minutes later he was here. Dirty bugger. We still have absolutely no clue how he got in and why Greg couldn't have found him a half an hour earlier before when he left for work is beside me!

I really like this little guy. He is talking so much, repeating almost anything we say and probably only we can understand, but it's cute! He's a good baby and I don't think he'll be too happy to have another baby around here in two months. Should. Be. Fun!!

Lucas was riding almost 2 miles on our walk every day on a flat tire, slanted training wheels and broken spokes. We finally bought him a new bike and he loves it.

This is the beginnings of Dax's wagon for the teddy bear parade coming up next week at school.

Greg loves, loves, loves homemade strawberry jam. His favorite is having it smothered over vanilla bean ice cream.

The start of our walk everyday.

The weather has cooled a bit this week and I think along with it went my poor attitude! I thought of this quote from "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn" in which Francie says, "Dear God, Let me be something every minute of every hour in my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be sincere.....Let me be truthful....Let me be honorable. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost". I've set a few goals for myself that have helped me believe that I am being something.