Now if my neighbors actually decorated I might be able to pull this off

Courtesy of the awesome Cassie at SDG

Pack your bags kids we're goin' to Nova Scotia

So here I am sitting around catching up on my blog reading eating a pomegranate. My keyboard is getting a little sticky and I am wondering if the yummy fruit is really worth all the effort. So, I decide to tweet about it. My holy awesome amazing mac tells me that I have misspelled pomegranate and so google it to check spelling.

And this is one of the results that pops up

The pomegranate phone

Seems pretty strange to me to name a pda after a very round, difficult to eat fruit and so I do what any rational consumer would do. I click on the link to check it out.

The pomegranate phone brews coffee, projects HD video onto your wall, can be used as a harmonica and has a built in electric razor among its features.

When you are done exploring the device and click to find out the release date information you are directed to the place where you really can have it all... Nova Scotia

Freaking marketing brilliance. I want to go now just because of the genius in this marketing plan.

Oh and the global voice translator. I want one of those for real. They sell those in Nova Scotia right?

Rocks in your chones

So this afternoon I arrive at Ava's school to pick her up. I head out to the playground and she is half sitting on a swing a small herd of 4 year olds around her and she has her hand in her chones.

Strange

I walk a little closer

"Hey baby girl. Everything okay in your britches?"

One of her friends hands her a few small rocks from the playscape and she stashes them in her pa'nti'es.

Again I say ~ Strange

She looks up at me smiling happily

"Nope Mama I'm fine"

I begin removing the rocks as her teacher approaches

"Ava, honey" I say "Rocks don't belong in your your va*gin~a so lets not put them in your pa'ntie's"

"But Mom I didn't have a place to carry them"

Sure enough she is wearing pants with no pockets. I am somewhat pleased with her logic if still slightly disturbed by the end result.

Her teacher has arrived and lovingly bestows a hug on me.

"I just wanted to thank you for Ava. She is such a gem in class and is so smart."

I agree, but I can't decide if she is being facetious because of the rocks in the chones or if she is being serious.

She continues "Today I hid cards all around the room with "H" words and asked the class to find them. She (and her best friend Finn) were the only ones who did it."

So there you have it. Putting rocks in your britches doesn't preclude you from being smart.

Veteran's Day

We know you, we love you.

We are grateful for all that you do, for the heavy mantle that you wear.

Thank you just isn't enough.

Thank you

Especially to the awesome Uncle George...The best little brother I always wanted

Jayda got a dollhouse for her birthday.



Very well organized.

Upon further investigation



Why is there a dog bath in the nursery? Wait a minute, why is there a mom in the dog bath?




Did Grandma have a little too much to drink with dinner?

And what exactly is Dad wearing?



Yes, that would be a sling.

Happy Halloween

Eddie was gone on his elk hunting trip when Ava's birthday was approaching so we opted to schedule her birthday party when we knew he would be back. I asked her if she wanted to have a Halloween party holding out hope that she would bite and score one for team Mom she did.

Then she got the flu and we had to cancel the party.

Then I got the flu from Ava and we wondered if our house would still be a petri dish for the redo date.

Last year I lamented the annual struggle to work my family into a cohesive costume theme. For the record I had no success last year (princess, 2 soldiers and a kung fu girl do not a family costume make) but this year as I prepared my arguments, exhibits and documentation of prior Halloween fun in family costume the kids surprised me.

"Mom, I want to be an indian" Alex announced. I began strategizing for what I could tempt Ava with because of her recent obsession with Snow White when she declared that she wanted to be a cowgirl.

Choirs of heavenly angels began to sing and i barely restrained myself from dancing. This was something I could work with.
Eddie opted for an old west sheriff and I went for the saloon girl.

Costumes were pulled together and the morning of the party there was much curling of hair and painting of faces.

And then there was the old west family



and it was good.

Oh yeah and then there was a birthday party. That was fun too.

Policeman vs Fireman

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Enjoy

Wise words from a friend

"He [God] loves us through the way we love each other. Someday our small children will be grown, our busy hours will be times of quiet reflection, we may or may not still be married, we may be healthy or we may be fighting for our life, but if we are very, very lucky...we will have the indescribable comfort of women who have traveled beside us. We don't just get that as a bonus, we get it because we invested all along" -Kristin Armstrong

Thinking about all of the amazing women that I travel with. Love you all.

Sunday Sunday

After mass this morning Eddie called our dear friends at the Cross Creek Ranch and inquired as to their plans for the afternoon. No objections were posed to our arrival and so we headed out. Alex was born to live in the country, dig in the dirt, investigate watering holes and gather tinder for fires. Uncle Rich indulges his every story and so off we went over the bridge and through the woods



Ava was hot on their tails investigating all things woodsy, just with slightly more glamour



Then back to the house where Alex and Riley found a common interest...ahhh a boy and a dog on a mission



and ava was all smiles, but what else is new.

Mom I have a song I have to sing to you right now

"Sabalo" is my favorite day of the week for sure

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