Trick or treat, smell my feet!

Happy Halloween all -

Here are my goblins for the goo-gooing grandparents to gawk at.

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A little blurry, but hopefully you get it. I would usually call him a leopard, but in lieu of Craig's playoff game today, I'm gonna go with BOBCAT! Go BOBCATS!!

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...and here we have Rapunzel and the pirate who refused to wear the eye patch after he threw a tantrum about buying it when we were in Walmart
(there is a reason some call it the terrible twos)

I forgot about his temper-tantrum after he said Aaarrrgghh Matey a dozen times

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...and last but not least, we have the Scottish pirate. He had a hard time keeping his accent consistent the entire evening, and I'm pretty sure the Scots never told any mateys to walk the plank! I should have had him wear the unwanted eye patch and would have made better sense.

You're fired!

With all the talk of a souring economy, I've found that I am not beyond it's reach. The other day I was enforcing some rules around the house (as mommies sometimes have to do), and suddenly I hear one of the kids yell...

YOU'RE FIRED!!

The funny thing is it was the 2 year old that said it. I have no idea where he picked it up, but it caught on like wildfire and now I'm unemployed on a regular basis.

Shucks.

Smells like money

Yep, that is what you think it is. I thought you might get a kick out of this - whenever I download photos off my camera, oodles of these POOdles show up on my screen. Why you ask? This is one of my husband's many job talents as a "dairy nutritionist." He gets to analyze manure. The really gross piles of ..... get their picture taken for our hall of fame. Just kidding, we don't really pin crap on our wall, but he does keep them on file. So while most of the world would say this just stinks, it pays the bills and smells like money to me!

Here's the proof

Dear Family,
When we cancelled the baby's blessing this past weekend, we had a hunch you thought we were wimps...until church got cancelled too! We took a few snapshots to show what you avoided traveling through (you're welcome). It seemed like the storm got stuck right over our house and dumped snow that would regularly have been spread over a couple of states.

Sincerely, the party poopers

Bald is beautiful?










Shoveling was done by these macho man's "guns"

Free babysitter - just plop the kid down in a snowbank - voila!