it's time again

that I need your prayers
for our sweet Lukey.


Surgery is thursday morning at 7:30,
to have his stye removed.
It will be a quick procedure but he does have to be sedated.
Please pray that God is watching over him,
for Luke to feel comforted
for the wisdom of his doctor and nurses
for the surgery to be a success.

Thanks

a day off

Since the boys had a few days off from school we headed over to Grammy's to spend the day with her.
There was plenty of things that kept us busy.
After watching the new Karate Kid movie the night before Ryan was all about practicing his moves.

Grammy finished sewing their costumes with a little help and boy do they look awesome!

We headed down to the church rummage sale where my mother spent $2.70 for this fine load of

treasures that the boys picked out. Ryan picked out the pumpkin candle on the right especially for me.

We took a nature walk to collect Autumn things for Luke's school project.

I showed the boys my old bus stop and how I had to walk up this long road every day after school. The only good part was the orchards that were everywhere and being able to pick apples anytime that we wanted.

Papa made it home just in time from work to see the boys before we headed back home.

so long Grammy...

so long Papa...

We had a nice day!

Ryan's Day

I was lucky enough to spend Wednesday with this blue eyed boy.

It was his preschool field trip to the pumpkin patch.

I feel so blessed to have as much time as I want with these boys!

Ryan with his cousin Braden sporting his Boise State hat

(if you tell him it's a BSU hat he will correct you, just ask Amanda)

A cow train ride.
Any guesses on what I am making him say here?

A corn field maze.
and the race is on...

A jumping pillow.
What's not to love about this.

A hay maze that wasn't all that

a-maze-ing (sorry I had to).

A wagon ride out to the pumpkin patch.
Just for fun, a self portrait picture.

Ryan's perfect pumpkin for a perfect day!

Thanks buddy, mom loved it!

storytime

Saturday while talking with Ryan he mentioned something to me about having to sit on the "thinking chair" Friday at school. The thinking chair is where you have to sit if you don't listen to the teacher and need to think about what choices you need to make. I am a little concerned at this point and start asking Ryan some more questions.

Me: Why did you have to sit on the thinking chair?
Ryan: I not sit on my apple (a cutout taped to the floor) on the floor.
Me: Why were you not sitting on your apple?
Ryan: Because I keep getting up?
Me: What were you doing?
Ryan: Making silly faces.
Me: Were you trying to make the kids laugh?
Ryan: Yes
Me: How many times did Miss Michelle ask you to sit back down?
Ryan: (counting on his fingers) one, two, three
Me: Miss Michelle asked you three times to sit on your apple and you kept making silly faces at the kids?
Ryan: Yes

This is the part where I start to lecture him on how he should behave while in class.

Sunday I made Ryan sit down to write an apology to Miss Michelle for not listening in class.
I was very proud of how well he did sounding out and writing his words, too bad it had to be for this though.

(Sorry Miss Michelle) Ryan

Monday morning on the way to school another conversation starts:

Ryan: I hope I get to go out to recess today.
Me: Why wouldn't you get to....(wait a minute) did you miss recess on Friday?
Ryan: Yes
Me: Why?
Ryan: Member mom because I was naughty.
Me: (more lecturing)

When we arrive at the school we go in and hand Miss Michelle her note and tell her that it's an apology for what happened on Friday. She seemed a little confused, so I tell her how Ryan told me about the apple and not sitting down and making silly faces and the thinking chair and no recess and she is just looking at me shaking her head and tells me...

None of that even happened!

Now I have the confused look on my face. WHAT?

She says Ryan did great on Friday and they had no issues, he never sat in the thinking chair, he didn't miss recess, the only thing he could be guilty of is that he does like to be funny and make the kids laugh in class but wasn't doing that either.

So I don't even know what to think at this point. I have no idea what made him think of making up that whole story, but I have to give him some credit; it was a good one.
Heath and I don't know whether to be proud of him because he really didn't behave like that or be upset because he might be a compulsive liar?

Lucky Day

When Cody was reading The Old Farmer's Almanac for Kids
he came across a section called, "How to get rich without doing any work".
Does that not sound just like our Cody?
It talked about old folk beliefs about money that have been around for thousands of years.
The one that interested Cody the most was the one that said, "wear red clothes".
He didn't think that it would make him rich because he was just a kid but he figured that it would give him good luck.
I explained to him that good luck had more to do with working hard or being at the right place at the right time and not with the color of clothes that you wore, but what do I know.
So Monday morning he picked out this outfit for school, all red of course.

Monday

He didn't want to quit there so he thought that he would try another color.
Wonder what Green would do?

Tuesday

Is it possible that Orange could make for a lucky color too?

Wednesday

What about Black?

Thursday

Last but not least, Navy Blue

Friday

What Cody learned from the week.
The days he wore Red and Green were his luckiest days, but he doesn't know why?
He was surprised that his favorite color Orange didn't do more for him on Wednesday.
He would be interested in trying Yellow and Purple, but he doesn't have clothes that color.
Overall he says that he wouldn't try this again. (probably because he knows I would take pictures).

Ace

Sunday we had a big family BBQ at my parents house,

almost everyone was able to come.

It really was a good day and the weather was just perfect!

After stuffing ourselves silly with some delicious food, watching football and catching up with everyone,

we divided into teams and played some volleyball.

It was the Rough Riders vs. the Ghost Riders.

I'm not for sure who ended up winning the games but I do know that everyone had a good time and shared in some good laughs.

Some of us didn't have the most graceful of moves

including a certain someone who split their pants while playing!

It didn't take long out in the hot sun for a water fight to break out.

The ice cold water from the buckets of drinks was FREEZING!

Uncle Matt isn't going to let anything slide so you better watch out.

Poor Aunt Nicole couldn't get away fast enough,

Luke better hope she forgets about this by Christmas.

Roxy didn't even know what was about to happen to her, she bolted the minute that water hit her tail.

You know what they say about paybacks......

a bare bum on an ice block!

Hope that we can do this again soon!

It's True

On Wednesday I spent an hour at the fabric store with my mother.

This is something that I wouldn't normally do.

In the past I was haunted by these stores, I absolutely loathed them.

Growing up my mom and sister would spend hours in them deciding on patterns, the different colors, blends and weights of fabrics, bindings, zippers, buttons and thread.

It was torture.

No decision was ever simple, especially with my sister. She just couldn't ever decide on one pattern so she would have my mom combine two to make whatever it was she wanted.

These are the things I remember as a child.

Fast forward how many ever years later and I have the idea that it would be great for my mom to make the boys their Halloween costumes.

Of course she said yes.

This meant that I would need to overcome my fears and help her pick out many of the above mentioned items.

I like to decide things quickly, grab and go kind of thing.

My mom doesn't exactly do that because she wants it to be just right, (which I do to) but that can take a lot of time.

In fact there were two fabrics she couldn't decide between so we had to get both just in case.

There were a few times that I felt the old feelings start to creep back up but I was able to work through them in order to get the job done.

Overall my mom and I worked really well together, I think she was proud of me.

Cody has decided to be a Marine so my mom won't be making that because we can easily piece that one together, Luke will be a knight and Ryan wants to be what he calls a four wheeler racer.

The hard work is over for me and just beginning for my mom, we can't wait to see the finished products!