Halloween 2015

The kids picked their own costumes this year. Mallory chose the bride of Frankenstein. She has been into the show Monster High which may have influenced her decision. Calen chose a skeleton. Both were eager to get into character.

The big worry was the weather. Leading up to Halloween, it looked as if it were going to rain all evening, so it was a blessing when about the time we were ready to head out, the rain stopped. I made a pass with Kylie and Keira (as well as our friends John and his son Logan) around the short loop, while Angie went with Mallory and Calen around the big loop.

Chuck and Kat stayed back at the house to hand out candy, though Trick or Treat traffic was slow this year. A smart group of older kids stopped by about half hour after the rest of the trick or treaters were done “batting cleanup”, and so they each received a large handful in hopes of reduce the chances that we have a pile of candy in the house until Easter.



Daddy Daughter Dance

I had a date the other night… Mallory and I went to a Daddy Daughter dance at her school. It was a lot of fun, especially to see how excited she was about it. She got a new dress and changed her earrings. I even let her wear a little bit of her moms perfume. She picked out my tie and buttoned my jacket before we left.

It was a double date with her friend Piper and Pipers dad. We all ate at a Mexican restaurant in Eagleville. Then we went to the dance. Mallory shifted between dancing and playing with balloons. All in all it was fantastic. I’m not a dancer, but when your 6 yr old daughter gets dressed up and reaches out for your hand, you dance.

That’s What You Get for Not Locking the Door

Calen just woke up from a nap and came to our room where I’m doing homework. Typically, our first question for him is, “Do you need to go potty?” His answer today was normal. “No, ummm, yeah.” So I instructed him to go potty. He walked to our bathroom and opened the door, only to come face to face with his Daddy. The following is the conversation, as I listened from the bedroom.

Daddy: Hey.
Cal: Hey.
Daddy: Whatcha doin?
Cal: I need to go potty.
Daddy: Well, I’m going potty. We can’t potty at the same time.
Cal: Nope.
Daddy: Well, what are we gonna do?
Cal: We can take turns.
Daddy: Okay. Since I’m already here, can I go first?
Cal: No.
Daddy: Please?
Cal: Yeah.
Daddy: Can you wait?
Cal: Yeah.
(Then, he apparently continued to stand there and stare at his father.)
Daddy: So you’re gonna wait right there?
Cal: Yeah.

By this time, Johnathan and I were both laughing so he figured he would just abdicate the throne to his son.

Kylie’s Baby Shower

Kylie had her second baby shower today. This one was hosted by our church small group. While I can’t personally vouch for anything, it sounds like it went very well. Jesse and I kept the boys at the house during the estrogen-fest. Attached are some pictures though:

Moving up in gymnastics

Mallory moved up to the 6-13 yr class at gymnastics tonight, and had a great time. She get’s to start doing things like the balance beam, uneven bars, and some vaults. She also found out about the chalk and made sure to cover her hands real good… :) Here are some pictures from tonight:

Raccoons eat Mentos?

So I was reading one of Mallory’s AR books to her tonight. And she was observing some interesting facts while we were reading… for example, on one page there were some ducks that were diving down to catch some food, and while they dove, their tails stuck out above water. She said that they were Wood Ducks, because she saw on TV that Wood Ducks keep their tails above water like that. I haven’t confirmed it yet, but she convinced me… :)

Then we got to a page where there was a raccoon eating something, and she said… it’s a raccoon eating a Mentos.

raccoon mentos

We were a little perplexed by how confident that she was that the raccoon was eating a Mentos… so we questioned her a little trying to find out what made her think it was a Mentos… so she showed us…


Calen’s First Soccer Season

Well, it got off to a slow start. Calen loved soccer practice, but not so much on the game itself. So it was a struggle to get him to stay out on the court more than 10 minutes… Sometimes we tried bribing… sometimes threats… sometimes we ignored him… but all but once, we made him go anyway. The funny thing was that he seemed to pick up more interest as the season went along, and by the last game, he was all over it.

Here are a few pictures from our last couple games… I’ll add some more from the other games when I get them off the card.