A Fun Fall Night

 I love Fall.  Especially this year when we are coming off an extremely hot summer, it's so nice to wake up to cool mornings, running with my stocking cap again, and fires out back.  Saturday was the first official day of Fall and I thought it would be fun to have our own little Fall Festival in the evening.  We walked around the neighborhood and found acorns and leaves and then came home and made leaf crowns and nut necklaces!  The kids thought it was super cool, it felt good hot glue with them and it was a fun way to spend the first day of Fall!
 We ate chili and we drank apple cider out back with a fire.  It was perfect. 
All afternoon the kids kept asking if we could have a family over for dinner, but we had decided to just make it a family night.  It turned out so much fun!  After we ate and it was dark enough, we played a family game of ghosts in the graveyard.  I forget how fun it is to just play with my children sometimes.  With all that I juggle each day, just playing with them comes in last most of the time.  We ran and laughed and screamed and had so much fun!


Pizza and Apples

 No oven, no problem.
 We had fun one evening cooking our pizza outside on the fire pit!  Our oven broke but that didn't stop us from having pizza!
 Friends of ours have an apple orchard in their front yard which is SO COOL!  How awesome to just walk outside and pick your apples...think of the pies!
So we went over and loaded up a few bags for ourselves, thanks to their generosity!
 Poor George.  He is terrified of dogs.  Big, little, it doesn't matter.  He spent the whole time we were there in the safety of the tree...out of the dogs reach!


Fatima Play

Thomas and Annie were part of this years annual Fatima play.  Thomas suprised us all by wanting to try out for a speaking part.  He ended up getting to play one of the three Fatima children, Francisco.  He did such a good job and we were so proud of him!
This was Annie's second year of being an angel, and she did a wonderful job!


It's just beginning...

Living in a house that is surrounded by very large trees has many benifits.  The one disadvantage is that come fall, all those leaves will go somewhere for someone to pick up...

On His Own

You are handling the transition into school so well, I am so proud of you.  Here you were, having never been in an organized sport or school, and then we throw you into both at the same time!  Kindergarten and Soccer! 
I still can't get over how excited you are about school.  Everything is a big deal...reading the lunch menu at night and deciding whether to have hot or cold lunch, taking your papers out for me to look at when you get home from school, picking out your two books when it's your day to go to library, finding something to take for show and tell, and picking what snack to bring the first time you were assigned...I forgot how these small things are such a big deal to a five year old.
Pete, Evelyn and I came to have lunch with you at school for the first time.  I couldn't get over  how little you seemed sitting there at the lunch table in your uniform, giggling with your friends, while nibbling at your food.  And yet, you were so content, so comfortable with it all.  I did feel my heart sink a little as I watched you take your tray over to dump it and put it away.  As you were trying to dump out your uneaten applesauce, it spilled all over both you and the floor.  The look of concern on your face was heartbreaking.  Then you threw your spoon away and had to reach down into the enormous pit of uneaten food to retrieve it.  You weren't quite sure where your tray should go and very concerned that you now had pink applesauce all over your shirt.  Oh, how I wanted to grab you and take you home with me right then and there, but instead I wiped off the applesauce, assured you that no one would notice it, and then watch you run off to recess with your buddies.
 Your first weeks at library you checked out Star Wars books, just like your brother Thomas did when he was in Kindergarten.  I read these same books over and over to him and I think it's funny that you are picking the same ones.
 And watching a swarm of five year old boys run after one soccer ball never gets old.  You raised your arms up in the air and smiled a big smile when you kicked the ball into the net!