What happens when you tell Cinderella no more candy.

 

Trick or Treat Fun

 

 

 

 

Happy Halloween

 

 

Wednesday night we had the Trunk or Treat at the church and the kids were stoked about getting candy sooner than they thought. As I was getting Syd ready she kept looking in the mirror saying, "I pretty momma, I pretty" over and over. And yes she was pretty and growing way to fast.

It was a fun night especially when the fog machine set off the smoke alarm and real figherfighters came. At first Syd just wanted to hand out the candy then it dawned on her that she too could go around filling up her bag. Before we left I told her she need to say "Trick or Treat" to which she added, "Smell my feet." Apparently her brothers already taught her the ropes. I am happy we got some good pictures. Our little "Rella" fell of the kid table outside and now has a lovely scrape and bump on her forehead.

 

Zach and his preschool buddy in their football duds. Go Packers! Go Broncos!

 

Today the kids are out of school for inservice so I took advantage of sleeping in and being lazy. We made Pumpkin shaped pancakes with chocolate chip nose and eyes and whipcream mouths per Alex's request. This afternoon we are carving pumpkins and having friends over for mummy hotdogs and then more Trick or Treating! Tomorrow is a full day with Cris working in the am, two basketball games, craft day, and a latenight movie with BCF Steph to see "Secret Life of Bees." Hope it is as good as the book.

Last but not least "Happy Anniversary" to my favorite boyfriend. It was 13 years ago today that he showed up to my apartment to see what we were doing for FHE. We quickly dressed him in a purple robe, shower cap and spread a Mary Kay face mask on him. (If only I had the picture) I was Pipppy Longstocking and we partied as only a Rick's College student can do. I don't think he will ever let me put another face mask on him even though I think he secretly liked his smooth skin. He has 11 days left on crutches and we are all counting down the days.

More to come on our very fun road trip to Vegas/Phoenix. It has been back to life, with lots to do and too little time.

Welcome Fall

 

One of the great things about moving to Idaho is the chance to experience all four seasons. Fall in Phoenix is really just a continuation of hot weather and I always became a little grouchy as is would still be 95 degrees mid Oct. Yes, the leaves changed colors but you really had to drive to Sedona to see anything. So far this year, I have not been disappointed. On Sept. 1, my "Welcome Fall" sign went up and the fall wreath hung. It took a good month for the leaves to start to turn but they are now my favorite shades of green, orange and bright red. From my kitchen sink I can see two beautiful maples showing their bright cranberry color and it simply makes me smile. Last week I thought Mother Nature was going to simply skip my fall plans and go straight to winter. We had a nice cold front that brought freezing temperatures, sleet at our house, and snow in the moutains and some areas. My parents had a nice 12 inches on their picinic table. However, the weather has since warmed up to and we again have perfect fall days.

The past couple of weeks have been a little busy. Cris' leg is recovering nicely. We went to the doc on Monday and got the stiches out and cast off. He said all looks good, just four more weeks on crutches. He has been working from home on his laptop and catching up on the soaps (jk). It has been nice having him home. Zach loves to sit by him and color all afternoon. Syd takes her turn with lots of storytime. He is a pretty easy patient, but is very anxious to be back on two feet.

 

Our first winter storm. You can barely see the sleet in the photo.

 

Zach's freezing soccer game. He is on the left in the black beanie.

 

Last Thursday I set out on another culinary adventure. With peaches from my parents tree and help from Aunt Arlene and Syd, we ended the day with 20 jars of the best canned peaches ever. I need to do more next year as we already eaten three jars. Yumm.




On Sunday I decided to break down and make bread. I have been craving it for a long time. But I have no will power when it comes to homemade bread and toast. It turned out great and the house smelled soo good. Best of all I made Cris' day.


We are off on another adventure tomorrow and thus I need to get to bed so I can drive and drive and drive. But it is all for a good cause. Wedding Bells ringing for Grandma Terri and a long awaited visit to friends and family in AZ. We can't wait even if it is expected to be in the 90's all week.

Surgery Update

I am happy to report the surgery was a success. It was completely ruptured but they were able to get it all back together. Whatever that means! It was explained to me that it was like reconnecting spaghetti. Cris had a rough evening as his stomach doesn't like anethesia. After a phone call to the afterhour's doc and a 10:00 run five Walgreens away I got him some medicine to fight off the nausea. He had thrown up twice and was anxious to get some pain meds down. The meds worked like a charm. No more puke. Turns out the original script was turned in wrong. So instead of one strong pain meds we got two. Too bad becoming a dealer is not on my to do list. I think I could make some cash. So far, almost 24 hours later the block hasn't worn off yet. They say this is normal so we are waiting for the pain to kick in. He has been taking meds to combat the oncoming pain.

The kids are all home today for inservice and they have enjoyed keeping their dad company. Syd likes to eat his crackers and sing songs. I think she passes the cutest nurse ever test. Hopefully, the worst is over and the next 10 days will fly. It is my positive thinking ritual!

I was wishing I were back in my comfort zone (Glendale/NC ward) so I would have my resources for help with everything. However, our friends and ward has been great and I am very thankful for their support.

 

 

Before surgery. The swelling moved down into his foot causing lots of pretty bruises.

 

 

Zach kept asking why Cris' leg said "On". I explained it wasn't "on" but "no" so they didn't operate on the wrong leg. "Oh, so does his other let say yes?" he says. We will have to wait and see.