Monday, October 31, 2011

Fynn the Champ






If you think he looks sore you oughtta see the other guy!

pumpkins








I think our pumpkins were actually crossed with a sort of gourd. They were so tough we could hardly cut through them. But we managed at least to get the tops off and clean them out. They still don't have faces! We had a fire going so I decided to roast the seeds  they tasted great but like the pumpkins were a little tough. The boys had a blast but of course they enjoy anything that involves sharp knives and slimy guts!

bite your tongue child!

Today is Halloween and the wildness has begun and i will have many photos to share later but for now I want to write a story about Rollin before my memory fails me and it is lost forever.

I ordered by mail a mattress top for Tuckers old worn out bed and when it arrived we opened it and spread it out on my bed so it could breathe and what not. Fynn and Rollin were bouncing and giggling with excitement and clambering all over the new soft space. Rollin just could not seem to find enough words as he rolled around and finally he stood up. His eyes widened and he exclaimed "it is soooo soft the only way you could get hurt on here is if you bit your tongue!"

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Big C Little C


Today Fynn and I cuddled up on the sofa to look at alphabet flash cards. We went through a few letters. He would say "big S little s" then "big F little f" and then eventually we came to the "C" card. He looked at it for a moment and traced the curved letter with his tiny finger, then he said "big half an O, little half an o".

Saturday, October 22, 2011

The Nina and The Pinta and The Douglas Family



We visited these replica ships recently with some of our very best friends. You can see a more descriptive post here.

Tucker Sewing

Can't Breathe

I was in the kitchen with Tucker making dinner. I had some Venison veggi stew with wild rice simmering on the stove and and Tucker and I together were making naan, a stove top flat bread. Rollin came bouncing in to the kitchen and said "I can't breathe!" "Oh man, whats wrong Rolli? Is your nose stuffed up?" I asked. He was still bouncing around, smiling. He threw his head back and said "no it just smells so good in here I can't breathe!"