Trick-orTreating

All went well, even with one having a broken wing. We started off real early, try 4 o'clock. I wasn't sure if Caitrin would do okay, and she did. My sister and I figured if we started early we would beat the rain storm coming in. Yea, ..no. We headed out right as the worst part hit. We decided to have all the kids ride in the back of the durango, not the safest, but it worked for the time being. With in minutes we were drowned rats. Once Caiti got the concept that people were giving her candy, her wing didn't bother her(nor the rain), she was running with the older ones getting as much as she could. Since we started early, we ended early. I think we were home by 5:30. We live pretty much on a dead end, so we get no trick-or-treaters. Fine by me, my chance to unwind, and kill the sugar high that all three are on. Hope every one had a safe and fun Halloween.

Halloween

Broken Wing..Caiti-0...Gravity-2...

I'm not sure how she's going to do, she's a lefty. Can't tell she's doped up on Hydro's...... Poor thing. It breaks my heart to see her this way.

My baby broke her collar bone, yet again. Some spot, exactly one year to the month after the first break. Poor child doesn't have the concept of gravity. This time, so I'm told since I was at work, she was jumping from the recliner on to her lil picnic table and completely missed. Eric said it was a sickening thud. When she wouldn't move her arm, he knew it was serious. The ER nurse kind of freaked out when she fell asleep in daddy's arms. She was afraid that Caiti had a concussion, but then I informed her that Caiti hadn't had a nap all day. All was better when they gave her liquid hydro codone, a sucker, and hand made lion. But she wasn't happy about the sling. She hates any sort of restrictions.

This kid is going to be my wild child. Out of all three, she's the only one who's broken any bones. No fear, I tell you. I have a strange feeling I'm not done with her visiting the ER. Heaven help me.

HSM 3

Tarren's birthday present from her mom & dad was to go to the opening of High School Musical 3. It so happen to premier on her 10th Birthday. I let her take a friend, she chose Allie, a sweet girl. Of course Coop will kill me if he finds out that I told the world that he saw the movie. Tarren is all dec'd out in "I heart Troy" garb. The hat is studded with rhinestones, and her shirt has Troy shooting hoops. All in all, it was a good show. Just like the first 2, this one was a little cheesy. But hey, what can I say, I like cheesy. I know that we will be buying it when it comes out.

Punkin Party

Insubordinate

Caiti decided to start the morning off on the wrong foot. She thought she needed to pull all of her dress up stuff out of her trunk, then proceeded to "look for Barbie's clothes" in her toy box. Which meant dumping it over and kicking everything around to find whatever she was looking for. I then told her she had to clean her room. Yes, the world came to an end. Such child abuse making her clean up her mess. She whined and sniveled a little. I went back to cleaning the rest of the house, but all seemed too quiet. When I went back to check on her she had fallen asleep.

Tarren did the same thing when she was Caiti's age. They figure, if I lie here long enough, either mom will clean it, or they can go to sleep and do it later. Caiti got a reprieve, and her cousins came over and decided it would be "fun" to rearrange her room. As long as I didn't have to do it, and it got done, I didn't care one way or another.

Today she's 10

So today my baby is 10. I took the day off cuz I knew it would be a rough day. It was like her turning 1 all over again. She's no longer a baby. Heck, she's almost a teenager now, not to mention she acts like one most of the time. Mouthy and Ms. Know-it-All. But I can't help but love her.
Tonight for her birthday I am taking her to High School Musical 3. I'm not sure how this is going to pan out, they are predicting the movie to be beyond a full house. What we don't do for our kids to make them happy. Happy Birthday big girl, please don't grow up to fast on me.

JR

This is JR. He's been in the family since Tarren was born. We had a heated argument last night on how old he is. I say he's 11, cuz he was a year old when Tarren was born. But he's at least 10. I'm glad mom brought him back home. This is where he belongs. He hated Arizona, you can see it in his face. JR hadn't seen grass in 3 years and as soon as he got here, he rolled and dug in my sister's yard. Poor thing. The vet asked if he was part bear. He's huge! The first words out of Caiti Mae's mouth was "Ohh... I like this puppy." Sadly I'm not sure how much longer he has. It's hard for him to get around. He's on a special diet and thyroid meds, but who knows. He's such a good dog. It's gonna kill me when he goes, but he's home now. That's all that matters.

Football is over... for this year

Today we went to Moscow to watch Coop play in the championship of Clearwater Football. Before the game they were 6-0, and it didn't matter if they lost the game, they were first place. They had a banner made with all the coaches and players names on them. They all were pretty proud of it.

Good thing Grama moved home in time to watch the last game. The kids are all jacked that she's back and for good. Before the game the team had a tail gate party. I felt kind of naive and stupid I guess. I went up to get some "orange juice" for Caitrin. One gentle man hurried over to me before I gave it to her and asked me if I realized that was "Adult OJ"? Yea, no...
I think it would have made her sleep a little longer then 5 min.

THEY WON!!! WENT 7-0 GO LC TIGERS!!!

Caitrin did pretty good, though being there for 5 hours is rough on a 2 year old. At one point she fell asleep on the bleachers for all of 5 minutes, then was up and back at it, running all over the stands.

Punkins

Like I stated in my previous post, I went to the punkin patch this weekend. I conveniently forgot the memory card in my camera, so I couldn't get pix of the kids picking out there punkins. Can you believe that she's almost 10. Only a couple more days.

He's a total poser. To bad he won't be able to gut his own punkin, can't stomach it.

The sun was in her poor eyes, but she had to have that baby punkin.

On Saturday the 25th, we are going to a punkin carving party at a co-workers house. I'm actually really excited to go. I'm going to have gut my punkin before I go. It's gonna take a while, plus I have to find a knife big enough to cut through how thick it is.

Football can take a lot out of you.

It was a rough day for Caiti Mae. Watching football takes a lot out of her. She jumps up and down, runs and shouts. Not that she knows who she's rooting for. But she knows the Seahawks and she cheers them on, (even though they aren't proving to be any good this year). She was eating a small bowl of dry cereal and trying to watch the Packers kick Seattle's rear. I can't blame her, the game was a disappointment. Dad ended up removing the bowl so she wouldn't hurt herself. I wish I could sleep like that. Oh... to be young again.

I suppose I should wake her up, I do have to work tomorrow and it's 5 o'clock. I'm not going to lie, it's peaceful with her asleep. I can get a few extra things done without her dragging out her babies and barbies.

I DID IT!

I BROKE LAST YEAR'S RECORD!!!Every year I head to the local fruit store with the kids to pick their pumpkins. I have a running bet with myself to see if I can pick the biggest pumpkin. Two years ago, I got a 40 pounder, last year, I beat it by 2lbs. I thought I'd have a hard time to beat that. But as I walked into the pumpkin patch, there she was.... Just sitting there calling my name. "Pick me, take my to your loving home" So I did. I plucked her. I held my breath when I sat her on the scales. I needed to beat 42lbs. I DID! 52 whopping pounds. I now think that next year I will have a bigger problem, but until then.

Place Ministries

Today I attended a class for the church called Place Ministries. It's a course where you take a series of tests to see your personalities and your Gifts that God has given you. To help you better serve the Lord in what he wants you to do, your purpose in life. I was somewhat surprised to find out what I was. My main gift was Mercy, I have empathy and compassion and want to help people who are beaten and broken. Which isn't to far from the truth for those of you who know me, but my other gifts were administration, which means I understand the resources and goals to accomplish goals and/or plans. Service, the ability to support ministries to effectively accomplish their goal, and the gift of Giving, to give possessions and/or finances to do God's work with a cheerful and willing spirit. I wasn't surprised that I like to help, and give, but the mercy part I'm not sure about, but if that's what the good Lord has planned for me, then I open my arms.

As for my personalities, I wasn't surprised. I know that I'm an introvert. I don't like to be the life of the party and I surely don't work the room. I find a few that I know and then I head out. I'm energized by my solitude and my family. I'm intuitive, I think about the consequences, the pros and cons before I actually make the decision. A feeler, (no, I don't like to be touched), I have empathy, if something is wrong, I get a little vibe that tells me so, and I'm a judge, I like structure and order and likes to know what's suppose to happen and when, but can deal with it when it doesn't go the way it's supposed to.

It was a lot to absorb,but I got the gist of what God wants from me, now I just need Him to tell where I need to use it and how. As for where, I'm not sure about that either. It was an all day class and time got away from us and we didn't get to finish. But I walked away with an insight on what God has in store for me, and what I'm supposed to do for him. I hope that I can full fill those needs with His grace and His mercy. Amen.

conversations

Setting: At my sisters house.

Caiti: Aunt Jonnie, can you help me with my shoes?

Jonnie: Yea, what's the problem?

Caiti: I can't get my skin in there.