Catch Up

At some point in the future we'll write about last week, and Uncle Walter, and the funeral and the kids. But not right now.

Instead, this is a catch up from two weeks ago, the Saturday afternoon when Shannon and Cody went for their Medieval Times adventure.

The girls and I were left to our own devices, so we went to the pumpkin patch, where we spent nearly all of our time sliding on the big slide and playing in the bouncy ball pit.

The big slide--which you may remember from this video as "fun":

Was even more fun with two girls:

The only other ride that caught their fancy was the big wooden school bus. Cordelia drove, exuberantly. Emma was a reluctant passenger. This is what our world will look like in twelve years, by the way:

Finally, three little bonus pictures.

1) Cordelia, in the basement, delightedly trapping herself in the hamper:

2) Cody helping Cordelia with her reading at bedtime (look how happy she is):

3) About three weeks ago we took a hike and saw a real, live copperhead. This pleased none of the children as much as you might have imagined. On the way home, when we had to pass the snake again, Cody took the lead with his sword and Cordelia hung back--way back--and clung to SLL:

The Kindest and Best of Men — and Godfathers

Eternal rest, grant unto him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him. May he rest in peace.

To The Moon and Back

Last weekend, we drove up to the Jerz to visit with Aunt Mary Beth and Uncle Walter, and celebrate Fiona's first birthday. Tonight, we are filled with gratitude that we all had a happy visit with him. We love you, Uncle Walter, and we are all praying for you.

Mum's The Word

In addition to falling behind on my blogging, I've fallen behind on my workouts reading cooking email phone calls cleaning general self-improvement gardening. Nothinga few really, really huge and strategically placed chrysanthEmums (bonus point to anyone who gets that reference) can't hide solve. I was off on Tuesday morning, so E and I trekked up to the nursery in the wagon. On the way home, poor owl kept saying, "I am soaking wet! I am under the mums! Baby Go-Go is all wet too! She is under the mums! Where is she? I can't see her! I can't finnnnnnd her! All done mums!"