Saturday, May 6, 2017

October 2016

Listening to the Prophet's voice.

I didn't take a picture of this to capture a rare moment, but to document our everyday lives.  This is literally a daily occurrence.  Where do they find the markers, you  ask? Who knows.  Where do drug dealers get drugs?  Where there is a will there is a way.

 Colt turns 8!

Birthday treats! Colt gets on Pinterest and finds treats he wants me to make for his class.  They're always a huge disappointment, but he makes the best of it.  This year it was mummy pretzels and pretzel spiderwebs.

I went to the school to eat lunch with the boys on their birthdays. On this particular lunch date, Dash and Colt starting telling a story about Dash letting so many stinkers on the bus the bus aide had to start opening windows.  They were giggling so hard I had to snap their picture.

Colt chose to go bowling with a couple buddies for his birthday.

Sport and Colt using metal telepathy on the bowling pins.

Colt wanted sports theme cake balls for his birthday.  They look messy, but they taste amazing.
Colt was baptized on October 29th (the day before he attended the Star Valley Temple Dedication broadcast).  Brandan spoke at his Stake Baptism.  Love those two men!


Colt had lots of family come support him on his big day.  So grateful for them all!
After the baptism, we had dinner at our house.  Always room for one more at the picnic table.

 Sport turns 6!!

Sport took spiderweb cookies to share with his class.

The family went swimming for Sport's birthday and then came home to cake.

 Halloween 

Halloween was a busy day! 8 am- costume parade; 9:30 am- preschool party at our house; 1 pm- help with school parties; 4:30 pm trunk or treat and trick or treating.
All but Tag were up and dressed for trick-or-treating before the school bus arrived.
Preschool Halloween party!
Tag and Sis lived it up at the grade school 
/Everyone crashed hard on the way home from school that afternoon.

Trunk or Treat!!  This was the easy part of the evening.  After hitting up all the parked cars, we took the kids out to a couple of houses and Dash got his fill of regular trick or treating pretty quickly.  We put him in charge of Tag, who needed help getting up to the doors, but didn't want to admit it.  Tagalong lived up to his name- dragging his treat bag across the lawns up to the doors at a snails pace, screaming when Dash tried to carry him and insisting that he be handed his treat directly rather than having it dropped in the bag.  He usually had it unwrapped before he got back into the van.  And he isn't great at unwrapping candy and walking so guess how long it took to trick or treat 3 houses?

The pumpkins!
Tag became pretty attached to Dash's Halloween costume.  He wore it around the house on a regular basis, bumping into walls and tripping over things.  Luckily, the giant head cushioned his falls.

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