For the pumpkin carving contest the kids had to choose a partner and show up at the party with a hollowed out pumpkin. The actual carving took place during the party.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
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Wednesday, October 29, 2008
photo 241
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
photo 240
I first heard of the class "basket" when Forrest was in the 5th grade. I think I sent in a $20 dollar donation. We did not attend the auction and I maintained the allusion of large Easter basket type baskets going for a hundred dollars or so. Imagine my surprise when I found out that the the term "basket" was used very loosely... the word "basket" actually means "room moms competing to create the most elaborate set up possible...and then it is wrapped in cellophane and referred to as a basket". Our "basket" was an oven donated by the Sears outlet.
Monday, October 27, 2008
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Sunday, October 26, 2008
photo 238
Saturday, October 25, 2008
photo 237
Friday, October 24, 2008
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Thursday, October 23, 2008
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Wednesday, October 22, 2008
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Tuesday, October 21, 2008
photo 233
Monday, October 20, 2008
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Sunday, October 19, 2008
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Mark has been trying to convince me to give up my "paper" calendar and switch to Outlook for a few years. Since the iPhone synced so easily with Outlook I decided to give it a try. After a three month trial run, I switched back. Not only did I switch back, I bought an even larger calendar than I had before the switch.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
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Friday, October 17, 2008
photo 229
Have I mentioned that we didn't tell Forrest that he would have to wear a tie and sweater vest in the Fall and Winter if he got into JPII? We knew that he would be less than excited about his required attire. Right before school started we told him...and to say that he was a wee bit disgruntled would be an understatement. Today was his third day in tie and vest...he claims he is choking...poor kid. (Doesn't he look cute though)?
Thursday, October 16, 2008
photo 228
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
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In a moment of domestic bravery I broke out the ironing board. I know, amazing isn't it? Don't be concerned, there were no pleats or creases to worry about, and no clothing items were harmed in the filming of this event. The shower curtain made it through safe and sound.
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side note: I had to go out and buy a new iron. After using the old one to put a hem of "stitch witchery" in a costume at church it somehow got misplaced. I hadn't noticed that it was missing until yesterday. When did I use it to put that hem in? Last Halloween.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
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Thursday, October 9, 2008
photo 221
Today was not a good day. I walked into Forrest's room to get the empty hangers out of his closet and I was confronted with this bold statement of rebellion. He seems to think that he is "too old" for Bionicles. It's "not cool for an almost 15 year old to have toys layin' around his room mom". "Mom, seriously...I'll be driving in a few months. Don't you think it's time to put that stuff up"?
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My answer..."NO, I most certainly DO NOT think it's time to put that stuff up".
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sigh.
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Unfortunately, he's right. That's what I decided after spending most of the day looking at old pictures of him and figuring out how many days I have until he leaves for college.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
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This is what I see 50% of the time when I walk into his room (the other 50% of the time he is bent over his sketch pad...his recent fixation is political cartoons). He has great taste (ahem...no, I'm not partial) in music and he is constantly pushing himself to learn new songs. It's good for me to remind myself that even though he can drive me absolutely insane at times...he rocks.
Monday, October 6, 2008
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Sunday, October 5, 2008
photo 217
Saturday, October 4, 2008
photo 216
Friday, October 3, 2008
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Thursday, October 2, 2008
photo 214
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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Peeling potatoes is one kitchen task that I actually don't mind doing. It reminds of my Grandma. She would always let me peel the potatoes when she cooked dinner. When I was too little to reach the counter she would pull a chair up to it for me to stand on...and she also let me eat little pieces of the raw potato with salt sprinkled on it.
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