Fall is Winding Down

There was a brief moment when they weren't attacking each other with the sticks, and they were kinda cute those boys of mine.


Are there ever days when you have a favorite child? No? OK, nevermind...


This is what Adam does during a Sunday sermon. Brilliant.


Here is the gang minus Chunky B. I was feeding her while Casey was getting the group photo. Of course I yelled at him because he didn't get close-ups of anybody. The bunny, the cowboy... I NEED CLOSE UPS!

I read the most awesome post over at Kentucky Kate's about just keeping it together. You moms know what I mean. My husband has decided to go on a mission trip for two weeks in January. To Africa. Two weeks. Not here, but in Africa. And I wonder, will I be able to keep it together? I sure hope so. As you can see, this is a matter of prayer for me. To change my heart. To be happy that he wants to help. I hate being left behind. That's how it feels.

On a lighter note, my baby is growing like a weed, learning new things every day...


Bethany has discovered her hands. She must've seen Rachel practicing with her puppet.


Anna had spaghetti for supper. Then Anna kissed my nice clean baby.

No, Anna has no problems at all with not being the baby any more. That's the problem with typing, you can't hear my sarcasm.


Pretty much every picture I take of Tommy he's doing this...


or this.


How she gets poop all the way up to her armpit I'll never know.

Today is my mom's birthday! She and my grandma came over Thursday and helped me make applesauce. It was great. I was going to post a pic of the event, but it was not very flattering. My grandma's always cute, but the rest of us? Not so much.