On Aging

Four alarming and hilarious things have occurred in the short span of a few days that have sealed the deal that I am no longer a spring chicken:

1. I did a somersault for the first time in awhile and almost threw up I was so dizzy and nauseous .

2. Upon trying to get dressed one morning this EXACT thought came across my mind, "I really need more elastic pants."

3. The NEXT day, I purchased a PURPLE sweatsuit (now to my defense, it's "heather" purple and it was the only color left in my size and it's Eddie Bauer brand and they're REALLY comfortable...justified yet? I hope so because I would like three more pair.)

4. My older sister, whom I am like in many ways, has joined my parents in forsaking all family heritage and Christmas spirit for the ease of an ARTIFICIAL tree. This is where I'm headed people.

Cardinals Win the World Series!

Unless you've been living under a rock, you're well aware that St. Louis was/is much aflutter after our post-season comeback to win the World Series. Obviously, a lot of baseball was viewed in our household during that time period and Weston finally took to his tee ball after owning it approximately 2 years.



He had to do everything just like the baseball players...from waving the bat behind his head, tapping the tip of the bat on the ground, wiping his feet on the ground, throwing the bat after he hit it and then running the bases (which was really to a bush and back). Lily helpfully shagged his balls. It was all pretty entertaining.


He called Albert Pujols "Robert" throughout the entire series and much to Daddy's delight called a catch by Jon Jay in the outfield.

Yay Cardinals!

Grateful for...

#77 Pudgy feet on the pooldeck

#78 Singing and rocking babies for naps each day

#79 A God who makes beauty from ashes

#80 A moment of silence watching a bird peck around for food outside the window and remembering this verse.

#81 When little boy smiles so big that his cheeks make little balls and dimples form on the sides of his face

#82 the smell of freshly grated nutmeg

Not So Spooky Halloween

Given my love affair with the season of Fall, I'm much less enthusiastic about Halloween. It's just whatever. Weston, however, was really excited to dress up this year. Lucky for us, we have a lot of great hand -me -down costumes from cousins Blake and Brooke and Weston took to the spider costume. I bought Lily a lobster costume 2 days before Halloween at a resale shop for 68 cents. Not bad if I do say so myself.

Lily loved playing in this bucket that my dad found from days of old...



We finally carved our pumpkin the day of Halloween. I teased Weston that we should make a grumpy faced one since we were all crabby that morning. Not looking crabby here though...

Happy Jack-o-lantern...


Lily was not thrilled with her costume to say the very least. But she was terribly cute...


Kurt took the kids around the block for trick-or-treating and I stayed back and handed out candy.

Don't tell Weston, but I put him in girl stretch pants for his costume. I think that's okay when you're three.

The best part of Halloween for me is that you see neighbors and meet new ones. My parents were out of town, but we went to a little neighborhood party where the kids jumped in a big bounce house while Kurt and I met people we've only kind of waved at thus far.

Now, how to get rid of all that candy before Thanksgiving...