Dance like No One is Watching

Our town was offering ballet and jazz classes. I signed both of them up and they were so so excited. I got Ellie all of her ballet stuff and THEN found out that the classes got cancelled. Needless to say we are all a little disappointed BUT 45 minutes is just too far to drive for classes this year. Maybe next year. I think that maybe we'll just dress up and pretend for now....



From Woolfs to Bears

I think I'm ready to switch species.

Who wouldn't want to eat as much as possible and then sleep all winter?

Yep.

I am going to be a bear

My cubs agree.

Harvest Ball

This is one of the videos I took of the girls at the Harvest Ball. It was super fun and they were ecstatic to be able to get dressed up in their finery and go dancing. We had to stay almost until pumpkin hour!

That is Lucy and Dusty enjoying the treats found at the ice-cream bar!

Ellie in her ball gown.
I am pretty sure that she had the "bestest most perfectest ball EVER!"
I know cause she told me.

Only 10 more months.....

Superwoman (without the spandex)

Get up

Get dressed

Make Breakfast

Feed breakfast

Clean-up Breakfast

Let dog out

Feed dog

Get kids dressed

Feed baby

Read scriptures

let dog in

Set-up School

Do part one of School

Start binding sweater

Make snack

Clean-up snack

Start making jam

Do second part of school

Finish making jam

Finish school

Clean-up school

Feed baby

Clean-up canning stuff

Let dog out

Make tarts

Company comes

visit

make lunch

Clean-up lunch

Serve dessert

Clean-up dessert

Feed baby

Let dog in

Make Supper

Start second batch of jam

Eat supper

Feed baby

Finish making jam

Clean-up supper

Get girls into pj's

Give FHE lesson

Say prayers

Tuck into bed.

Let dog out

Feed Dog

Feed baby

Finish binding sweater

Let dog in

Go to bed

(and wake up 4 more times in the night to feed the baby)

Whew. And. To. Think. I. Get. To. Do. It. Again. Tomorrow.

Sunday Mournings

Ellie and Lucy both got balloons yesterday at the Primary Activity.

Ellie actually got three.

Ellie's first balloon was orange.

She brought it outside and it blew out of her hands into the pokie grass and POP.

A few tears were shed.

Ellie's second balloon was a pink one.

She was playing with it and it fell on to a sharp point on one of the chalk boards.... POP.

There were a few tears but I said we would see if there were anymore balloons.

So into the gym we went to see if the Primary had anymore balloons.

No such Luck.

Then there were more than a few tears.

A lovely little girl was in the gym while all this was happening so she gave Ellie her balloon.

Now Ellie has a red balloon.

Ellie promises to keep this balloon safe.

She is so happy.

She sleeps with the balloon.

It eats dinner and breakfast with us.

I say, "No balloons at church".

She puts the balloon on her bed.

We come home and it eats lunch with her and then it is nap time.....

I don't know how many other kids do this but at OUR house, my children believe that when I say "naptime" it means that they run around their rooms on the tipie toes and use "whispers".

So during "naptime" Lucy sits on Ellie's balloon.

POP.

There were MORE than a few tears.

I would call the sound wailing.

 The balloon gets thrown in the trash and the girls are tucked back in.

I am sitting knitting and I can hear Lucy rattling on and on about the balloon, Ellie is still cryings (not really a wail anymore but most certainly is still lamenting the balloon).

Anyways, I'm listening the chatter and the crying when I catch Ellie saying,

"Lucy.... LUCY".

Lucy- "Yes"

Ellie- "Please stop talking about my Balloon"

Lucy- "Ellie Ellie, Why?"

Ellie- "Because I'm still mourning my balloon and it's making me sad when you talk about it"

Lucy keeps chattering and Ellie begins to wail.

I am happy to report that they ARE napping

AND

I have a few hours to figure out what to do about a balloon.

Eating Crow

As a child I loved going to the dump. In fact, I STILL love going to the dump. I wouldn't say I love it enough to go on a date to it BUT I do love the dump. As a child I loved the dump because I loved loved watching the seagulls eat everything. They were everywhere. Now as an adult I like going to look at all the stuff people throw away BUT I went to the dump a couple of days ago and it was my first time at this particular dump and a flood of fond childhood dump memories came back. We drove into this dump and there was no word of a lie at LEAST 26 crows. And that's at least people. That's just the ones I counted for sure. I find crows kinda creepy. Is it odd I'm creeped out by crows but love the dump? I have not passed on the gene that is creeped out of crows because my own children had the best time watching the crows hop around fighting and squawking and eating. And who doesn't like an eating crow (besides me of course)?

Fruits of Saturday

I got home from church. It was chilly and gray. I walked through my door and immediately got to work with the after church routine.... undo the dresses, get pj's out, start some lunch. You know all the usual stuff. Right now the girls are in their beds quietly reading (except for Penny, who at the moment is a little less than pleased that she has been put down for a moment) and I have gotten to enjoy some pie. Fresh peach pie. It's so nice to enjoy your Saturday labours on a quiet....er....on a Sunday afternoon.

Young Men's Camp

So YM's camp was awesome.

I wouldn't know personally

BUT

I heard.

You know through the grape vine.

We have grape vines all over the place out here.

So there is this little tiny gray spot between the trees.

That's the camp.

Dusty took this picture on a ridge on the way to some lake.

They did lots of hiking.

Oh wait not hiking.... "Mountain climbing"
In fact, Dusty's legs were so not used to all this hiking, er, mountain climbing, that when he got back to camp his legs seized and he fell over on the ground and couldn't get up.

Bahahaha

so funny.

Especially because after he managed to get up it happened again!

He tells this story in amusement now. I'm sure it wasn't so amusing then.

This is a picture of the lake they hiked to on the second day.

Dusty loved it.

They fished here and I guess it was pretty awesome because everyone caught something.

Dusty caught 8.

They had a great lunch.

This is a picture taken from camp.

In the V on the picture is where they hiked and then behind the ridge was one of the lakes.

Dusty said they had a good time.

I think he may even be looking forward to the next one.

dandelions in August

I took Penny to the Health Unit today.

She's growing like a weed.

A beautiful, lovely weed.

Perhaps a dandelion.

She is 12lbs 4oz.

Up a full 2 lbs since 2 months ago.

She's grown 2cm in length and in head.

She is cute as a button.

I have some awesome pictures of her smile.

(one of her most endearing features. Seriously it melts my heart)

BUT

they are on my other camera and that is at the lake

(the joys of living in two places)

AND

my other camera is on scout camp.

SO

You'll just have to trust me on the smile thing.

It is so freakin cute.