Witch-A-Pa-Loooooo-Za!!!!!

Every year at Gardner Village the Witches come out to play. The boys love to go. Conner is no longer afraid of them and wants his picture with them. Evan although not afraid of them, does not want to be in a picture with them. He insists, we missed one this year and reminds us daily we need to go back.
It was a fabulous fall day, the weather could not have been more perfect. Conner and Evan are becoming such little men, it is amazing. We love to watch them grow.
Their favorite part of the event is stopping at the Sweet Shoppe to pick out an Olde Fashioned candy treat. Truth be told we all enjoy that stop. Sweets you cannot find but we all remember from our childhood.

Moms and Dads are sooooo different....

This morning Michael and I are talking in the office, out of the corner of my eye, I can see the kids at the bottom of the basement stairs, things are flying, blankets, stuffies, hangers, so I pause, look at Michael....
"uhm, hun....."
"yea yea yea I got it I'm on it, it is handled."
So I try to finish telling him the things I need done since I will be out of the house today. I can hardly hear my self think much less keep a train of thought because the boys are screaming so loud. I take a step back, look at the kids, look at Michael, raise one eyebrow....
"Micheal, did you want me to..."
"Git, git git, I have it."
"You have it?"
"YES!"
Ok then, I am off to take a shower, but by the time I head up two flights of stairs, the bear erupts.
"What on earth are you two doing? I can't leave you alone for a second!" Now I can only assume he joined in the fun because that was followed by a ton of laughter. Oh and... the hallway is still a mess. <>

Just fooling around

Just messing around with a collage maker. I need to send photos off to my grandmother and she likes them in a collage. This is a new program for me. So why the heck not.

Autumn Harvest Festival

Sure to be the first of many but the boys had a blast and we loved the autumn day.
Picked apples, fresh cider, squashes, pumpkins, hayrides games. The boys growing so fast.





And it reminds me of my most favorite Spock's Beard song....
Ghosts of Autumn...If it were on You Tube I would post the link.

Listen to the whisper of the rain
Voices in the mist
Beyond your window
And you remember
Days of love she spun a web of chains
That wrapped around your heart
And when you held her
You held forever


Green to grey
As forever slipped away
And down through the years
The seasons changed
Still a cold wind blows today
No sun to melt the frost
Because she's lost among the
GHOSTS OF AUTUMN

Fate's a quiet river at your feet
It rose up slow and dark
Without a warning
And pulled you under
Now she's gone but haunting every dream
Scattered on the wind
And in the rolling
Of distant thunder

Green to grey
As forever slipped away
And down through the years
The seasons changed
Still a cold wind blows today
No sun to melt the frost
Because she's lost among the
GHOSTS OF AUTUMN

Our ManTina

Two days ago, on the way home from taking Evan to Preschool, Conner and his Auntie Shari discovered a huge fat praying mantis on the bricks. Conner said, "mommy please catch it." Ok, how can a mommy say no? I go into the house and get something to catch it with and off to the bushes am I.

Safely caught and no worse for the wear I take the Mantis in the house. We have an unused critter carrier since we are hermit crab owners. Into the tank. Michael is against this. But then again he has just had oral surgery. Well, fast forward we have to pick up Evan and Drop off Conner for Kindergarten. On the way home from drop-off Evan and I stop off to buy some cricket to feed the thing.
OK settle at home. Ready to feed.

MICHAEL!!!!! MICHAEL GET IN HERE!!!!! The gosh darn thing is spewing creamy bubbles from her behind. She is laying eggs. Well hells bells. I did not sign on for that. Ont to the internet to research all of this. What have I gotten myself into? Ok the sac is complete, and so nice and neat I might add. In go the crickets. DANG! They never had a chance. Giving birth can make a praying mantis hungry. We have been back to the pet store a few times for more. She seems to enjoy them.