happy halloween!

oh, once i had a pumpkin...

a pumpkin, a pumpkin.
oh, once i had a pumpkin with no face at all.
with no eyes, and and no mouth, and no nose and no teeth.
oh, once i had a pumpkin with no face at all.

so, i made a jack-o-lantern, a jack-o-lantern, a jack-o-lantern.
so, i made a jack-o-lantern......

yeah, i've never heard that song either, and i have no idea how it ends. but, william was all out singing it while he and his daddy were carving their jack-o-lantern a few nights ago. he couldn't remember how it ended either. that's pretty much the way it is with everything he learns at school or church.

oh well, at least we had some musical accompaniment to the mess that was being made.


and for the amount of un-artistic and un-creative abilities that are piled up in this house, i'd say that the finished product turned out pretty well!

pumpkin pickin'

this weekend, we loaded up and drove to blue mountain to check out their pumpkin patch. i was a little skeptical driving 45 minutes to get a pumpkin when the buffalo park has pumpkins (and it's only 30 seconds from our house). but, now i'm a believer in blue mountain. they had jumpy things, a race track, train rides, hay rides, goats, pony rides, and pumpkins. it was definitely worth the 45 minutes it took to get there.



wes trying out the haytona speedway...


riding the train with kakki...


petting the horses and goats (and according to wes' reaction, i am going to have to get a pet goat)...


jumping in the barn...


picking out pumpkins...


excited about our pumpkins on the tractor ride back to the car...

i can say with certainty that blue mountain pumpkin patch will become a yearly thing for us. but, we'll at least wave to the buffaloes when we pass them!

i could just eat him up

i always thought we needed some livestock in our yard

today, we finally got around to putting some pumpkins out on our front porch. william has been asking when we were going to get some pumpkins, so he was very excited to put them out.

william: "i like our pumpkins. now we need some of that other stuff to put in our yard."

me: "what other stuff?" (hoping that he didn't mean an upside down witch in the tree like one of our neighbors)

william: "well, we got pumpkins. so now we need a black kitty cat and a goat."

me: "a goat? why do we need a goat?"

william: "because he is white, and he flies in the air. and he says ooooooooooooo."

perfect reasoning. and, you gotta admit that halloween decorations would be so much cooler if people put out pumpkins and goats.

and then we won a game!!

we headed to starkville again on saturday to cheer on the bulldogs. we played #13 vandy, and we came out with a win. despite a 4 yard punt by our punter. you read that right...4 yards. 4. as in 1, 2, 3...4!! (see previous post if you want a rant on the punting situation at msu.)

as we got to campus, it was almost time for the player walk through, so we headed over to the junction to find anthony dixon and bully.


we tailgated with a different group this weekend. we jumped in with some tupelo bulldogs (thanks, y'all!), and it was great. there were lots of kiddos playing in and around our tent. i'm not even sure who half of them were, but it didn't matter at all!

i have no idea what this game is called, but it is apparently loads of fun. mont had to teach william how to play it.


then he got some solid practice time in...


before teaching his buddy, ford, how to play.


then they took a break for some capri-suns! we're so glad you came, ford!


anyway, as soon as the game started, the clouds hid the sun, a breeze showed up, and we got some popcorn.


add one in the W column, and you can't get many saturdays better than that!

daddy is #1

yesterday was chase's birthday. william has been talking about making him a cake for several weeks now. so, on friday we went to kroger to get cake stuff. i told him that he could pick out three things for the cake. his choices were sprinkles, stars and diego faces. exactly what chase would have picked out himself.

i asked him what we should write on the cake, and he said, "daddy is 1." i assumed that he meant daddy is #1, so that's what we went with.

the master at work...


showing off the finished product...

happy birthday, daddy! we love you!

here we go...i'm it.

my neighbor, candace, tagged me last week. i've been tagged for ever other bloggy game that has gone around, but i've never made the time to do it. plus, i'm just not that interesting. however, i've been reminded twice that i'm it. and she likes to figure people out...i don't really know if i like people to figure me out, but i'll oblige if only this one time!! so here are 6 quirky things about me:

1. i have to have my watch on at all times. i feel naked without it. not just any watch...my timex indiglo. i will make an exception and wear my nice watch to church or somewhere nice if i have to, but i don't like it at all.

2. i have to check under the covers for spiders every single night before i go to bed. even if chase goes to bed before me, i must turn on the light and check for the spiders. he loves this.

3. i have a nose like that of a bloodhound. i can smell a dirty diaper a mile away. anyone that has worked the church nursery with me will attest to this. i've also smelled gas leaks and burning/melting dishwashers just in the nick of time.

4. i'm a very laid back person. not much of anything or anyone really frustrates me. however, there is one thing that gets on my very last nerve...certain bathrooms in sporting stadiums/arenas. specifically the ones that have sinks that require you to push/turn a knob to get the water to come out. and you must keep pushing/turning the knob for the water to come out. this allows you to wash only one hand at a time. what a stupid idea! whoever invented this thing should have to spend eternity in a room with dirty hands and one of those sinks!

5. i'm obsessed with the kitchen floor. i sweep it 2, sometimes 3, times a day. i would love to be able to mop it every night. but, that doesn't happen. it's ok if the other rooms in the house are not clean, but the kitchen floor must be clean.

6. i have to have the checkbook balanced to the very last penny. if it is 3 cents off, then i will add and subtract back for months until i find those 3 pennies. (this is why chase is not allowed to do the checkbook.) i will not just make a correction in the register. this doesn't happen, anyway, because i will balance it every few days to make sure the bank remembers how to add and subtract.

now, i tag heather, mandy, kathryn, marty and my mom!

i said goodbye to an old friend today

chase and i are whole lot alike in a whole lot of ways. it's really kind of eerie.

but, there is one issue on which we differ drastically...clothes with holes in them. you see, if an article of clothing has a hole in it then i think that it deserves to be thrown in the trash. if you walk around with a hole in your shirt, you'll look like a ragamuffin. and people will think that the guy's wife just lets him walk around with ratty clothes. or worse...what if you ended up in the back of an ambulance with holey underwear? (please tell me my mom wasn't the only person who preached on this topic.) anyway, i'm bound and determined not to let that happen to chase! i'm constantly tossing his clothes in the trash at the first sign of a hole.

well, as i was getting out of the shower at the wellness center today, i proceeded to put on my most favorite pair of khaki shorts. they have been with me since the 8th grade, and they are oh so incredibly soft and comfortable. i just might run back into my burning house to retrieve them.


chase hates them. so does my mother. they're not innapropriate in any way, just a little frayed on the edges. he says that they should be in the trash because of the fraying. but fraying does not equal a hole, my friends. fraying = character. my mom just says they look tacky. (eye roll.)

anyway, as i was putting them on i noticed a hole. gasp! in the crotch. double gasp! my heart broke into a million pieces. i knew that i had to toss them. but since i had nothing else to wear out of the shower, i was stuck with them if only for a few more hours. then a bad day decided to get worse. as i was zipping them up, the zipper broke. i fiddled with them for about 10 minutes to try to get them back together. i did, luckily, which was great because i really didn't want to walk out with unzipped pants and a hole in the crotch. what kind of message would that be sending to the little, old water aerobics ladies? however, i then realized that i wasn't going to be able to unzip them to go to the bathroom for fear of not being able to get them zipped again! lovely. you stinkin' shorts...i have taken such good care of you for 14 years, and this is how you treat me?!?

i thought of cutting them up and seeing if my mother-in-law could make a blanket out of the scraps for me. but, then i thought i'd just go shopping for some more. maybe get a new t-shirt or two while i'm there!

but for now, i'm going to go sit at the window with william and wait on the garbage truck. and wave bye-bye.

at it again...

the fall weather is nice and all, but it's not doing nice things to us over here. can somebody bring the summer back?

fall swimming

so, just because it gets a little cooler outside doesn't mean that we don't swim! every week, william does "swim team." yes, that term is used loosely! they practice jumping in at the same time and swimming to the same spot. so, it's somewhat like a race. however, he's 3...the rest of them are 5 (note the size difference in the picture). so there's not much winning on his part. but, he doesn't even know it's supposed to be a race. he just likes being in the water!

yesterday, they didn't do much racing. instead they were practicing on swimming across the pool while going under the ropes.



wes is swimming, too. he can float with the best of them. but, he's still working on his swimming skills. my camera was near dead, so i hope to get some video of him next week!