Daneisms

Dane has been unknowingly hilarious lately. Here are my top three from my nearly three year old.

1. After waking up from his nap I said, "How did you sleep my little sweetums?" With a GRUMPY face he replied, "I am not a sweetums. You can call me The Danish!"

2. He has new snow boots with a reindeer face on them. He said today, "My boots stomp like thunder!"

3. He came up to me today, make shift gun in hand and said, "I'm one of the bad dudes." He proceeded to give the nearly three year old version of an evil laugh. He yelled, "Listen to my evil crackle!!"

We sure love our Danish.

Not dead

But you kind of thought I was, didn't you?

Here's what's happening, in no particular order.

1. Four kids, six and under, is busy. In case you were wondering.

2. I am planning on home schooling next year. Go ahead, talk amongst yourselves.

3. Next week is a short week because it is Thanksgiving break. After that it's three more work weeks and then our entire family has two whole weeks off for Christmas. YEAH!!

4. I have already decorated for Christmas. We don't have our tree up yet but everything else is up. I don't care what you say, I love it, it't not too early, and it makes us all happy. I listened to a Harry Connick Jr. Christmas cd all morning. It might be time to boot up my Pandora Christmas play list.

5. In about 1 1/2 weeks Greg will begin his first venture into the coaching world. He will be a kindergarten/1st grade coach for the Upward League. His sweet daughter Aubrey "THE BOMB" Jones is on his team. Go dragons!!

6. We have gotten to hang out with so many fun friends lately. Dinners, play dates, baby-sitting friends, etc. Now Greg and I just need a date!

7. I turned 31. I didn't die but I do think the smile lines around my eyes are starting to not go away when I'm done smiling. I wonder if six years of no sleep has anything to do with that?

8. My mom played this funny little email joke, sending the same email over and over again about an article on brain fog, pretending that she kept forgetting she had already sent it. It took the fourth email for me to get the joke. Talk about brain fog!

That's about all you've been missing folks. That and I found out that my across the street, so awesome, 20 year old baby-sitter got a full time job. She has been watching my kids every Wednesday morning for two hours so I can do WHATEVER I WANT. I was bummed for me but she really needed the job. Then she told me that she works noon to 6 p.m. and would continue our once a week baby-sitting. HOORAY!!!! She thinks she is getting married and moving next summer but I have other plans for her. Good-bye marriage, hello living in my basement!

Monster Mash

A well posed, gallery quality, family photo.
Seriously, this is about as good as kid pics go around here. I mean, at least they are all facing the same direction.
Greg, wearing the wizard costume I made him back B.C. (before children), in our newlywed, apartment dwelling days. I love it that he still wears it.
Aubrey loved her costume. I thought it turned out pretty cool.
Look how tough Nathan is! He wanted to be addressed as "Black Beard".
Dane, one second before ripping is mask off. He was cute without it on too.
Johanna, the Gonzaga cheerleader. Over the course of the weekend she was also a skeleton and a pumpkin. She had many outfit changes because she has the ability to poop out all diapers and outfits with astonishing regularity. (KayLynn, I promise I got the poop stain out of this one!)

Happy Halloween! We went to Aubrey's school party, Greg's big work party, and did a little of our own trick or treating on Halloween night. Greg's work party is by far the best. It is an annual event where all three floors of the company decorate and all the employees' kids get to go trick or treating there for a few hours. There is a big pot luck meal and everyone enjoys it, adults included. It is a manageable crowd, a manageable amount of candy, and you're not outside freezing your patookies off. (I made up that word, patookies. It means whatever you want it to mean. In our house it usually means toes.)

Enjoy the pictures, the kids had a blast dressing up this year. Dane was going to be a ghost, I made him a ghost costume, he practiced saying, "B-B-B-B-BOOOOOO!" for weeks on end, and within two minutes of wearing his costume he ripped it off and said, "It's driving me crazy!" Thankfully we had a reserved skeleton costume from last year just waiting to be worn. He refused to wear the mask though, or the gloves. Dane has opinions. A lot of opinions.

Happy November!