Snow DayZ

Two years ago, when I was still a postpartum basket case, I drove out with the kids too early and missed everything. Last year was a complete bust. This year we showed up too late and missed everything. Next year though. We're on.

The Hayride. It was free. The kids really wanted to ride the not so free monster truck but...

they had to make do with the pumpkin ride.

Earlier in October we went to the National Zoo (we watched the tiger throw a kegger), and the National Book Festival (I enjoyed listening to Rebecca Stead, Newbery Award Winning author of When You Reach Me, speak while Willy took the kids to the children's tent). Both times I remembered the camera but forgot to take pictures. It's like we're allergic to each other.

What could be funner than miniput, right? It's a wholesome family activity. No childhood is complete without a round or two. It's hillarious, and educational, and theraputic, and... and you get what I mean. Years from now, our children will remember miniputting with mom and dad and will decide not to dump us in an old folks home. They'll come home for christmas. They'll always love us; if we take them miniputting. Right?

Even if it isn't true, these kids owe me. Chasing them around 18 holes was the worst experience of my life. Seriously. I've never been more irate, stressed out, and exhausted doing something 'fun'. The worst part is we're going to play again and we're going to like it.

For Canadian Thanksgiving (AKA: Columbus day) we went to the OBX. Yeah! It was fun. We leased a house in Duck, the weather was perfect and our companions where the best.

We were this close to the water.

We felt like movie stars, running wild on our secluded beach.

Construction on the ubiquitous castle.

Here's Willy pretending to be a pirate.

BIG SMILES

Isabella's favourite colour is...

I meant to take a picture of her everyday this past week to give everyone an idea of how extremely pink her fall wardrobe is, but the camera and I have conflicting schedules.

The Trickle Down Effect

3. I had my heart set on sewing a Super Grover costume.
2. Luke wants to be a Storm Trooper for Halloween
1. Willy bought a Darth Vader Costume.



Dinner Time Effect
Me- Dinner time! Everyone come sit down!
{Luke comes running to the table, grabs his fork, examines his food, looks at me questioningly}
Luke- Pooo-oop?
M- No. Dinner.
L- {takes a sniff] It stink. It poop.
Will- Pray over it first.


Mom is on hold with the utility company* effect:
Luke clogged the sink with toilet paper. Water was flowing out of the bathroom. Cleaning this mess up was marginally better than.... disinfecting the floor when he misses the toilet, or changes his own diaper. And I'm talking about poo, people.



*actually I was talking to my friend about our up coming trip to the beach, but it was a very important conversation