Thanksgiving

These are in a kind of messed up order, but, you get the
picture...HA HA no pun intended...really.

MMMMmmmm...cool whip and pumpkin pie is GOOOD!

After dinner, before dessert walk.

What's funny about this is that I hate mashed potatoes!

Saying hello to the MacLeod's on our walk.

All of us together before dinner.

Cute Meghan with her baby cousin.

Matchy-matchy brown shirts.

Jim, our resident turkey baker/carver.

Scott and is 3 older sisters a few days earlier at his Dad's house.
L-R: Scott, Laura (2nd born), Mary (3rd born) and Sue (1st born).

SO TRUE!

One of my friends from HS posted this on facebook. How hilarious, but true! If you click on it, it'll blow it up so you can read it...

I'm such a procrastinator....

I know it's nearly New Years, but I realized I never posted Halloween pictures. Better late than never! I still have to post Thanksgiving and Christmas after this ;)

Baby's First...

Elijah as Squirt (from Finding Nemo)

Out trick-or-treating

Ethan visiting Gramma

Visiting Uncle Ron and Auntie Mary (one of Scott's sisters)
And people think Kara looks like ME!

Baby Ethan and Baby Olivia. This is sure to embarrass them
15 years from now!

A visit with Grammie Soos!

Picking the kids up from school. Halloween was so sweet! ;)

ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS...

MY TWO FRONT TEETH!!! :)

GOING...

GOING...

GONE!!!

I CAN'T even stand how cute she looks like this...too bad
one of them is already starting to pop through!

Mommy Letter to Santa...

FOR ALL YOU MOMMIES OUT THERE!
Got this from my sister...enjoy!

Dear Santa,

I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.

Here are my Christmas wishes:

I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store.

I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy. If you're hauling big ticket items this year

I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals; and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.

On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.

I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room" and "Take your hands off your brother," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.

If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.

If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.

It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.

Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back.

Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come in and dry off so you don't catch cold. Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.

Yours Always, MOM

P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children young enough to believe in Santa for many years to come.

*Santa has asked that this gets passed on to all the mommies you know*

The Wiggles!

One of Elijah's favorite things in the world is The Wiggles. They were one of the first shows he would watch when he was 2. We wanted to take him last year but knew that he could NOT sit still for that long without having some sort of meltdown. Fast-forward to this year...I find out a WEEK before the show that they are coming to Manchester and there were still tickets available! Scott and I discussed it and decided he probably won't enjoy them as much next year and his birthday is coming up, soooo....Mommie and Elijah had a date this time and we had a blast!

Waiting for them to come out on stage.

Still waiting...so cute!

HERE THEY COME IN THE BIG RED CAR!!

OK, I know this photo is pathetic, but this is my attempt
to get a shot of Jeff because he is Elijah's favorite. Look how
close he was! I am so bummed that I didn't get a good shot
for Elijah :( I'm sure I was so busy trying to point him out
to Elijah that I shook the camera. UGH!

Jeff, Sam, Murray and Anthony

Leave me alone, Mom, I'm trying to watch the show.

Everyone on stage, saying goodbye :(

Show is over....still smiling!

Mommie and Elijah after the lights went back on.

One last picture in front of the stage...Elijah was SUCH a
good boy at the show and Mommie had a FANTASTIC,
FUN TIME with her little boy!! :)

Scott's Birthday

Scott's birthday is October 31st, but we celebrated the 29th. We are always too tired when we get back from trick-or-treating so we did it earlier this year and it worked out so much better!
HAPPY 39TH BIRTHDAY DADDY!!

CHEEEEESE!

MAKE A WISH!...Yeah, I know, we were 36 candles short!

Daddy opening his Planet Earth DVD.