Fall! My favorite time of year

The temperatures start to cool off and the COLOR!




Abundance. Pantries and food storage shelves full.





And punks like these have happy full tummies.

Who's the handicapped one?

I'm sitting at the table chopping peppers. It's that time of year. Salsa canning time........Levi is watching a movie when he says:

Levi: Mom, you go get me my pillow.
Mom: YOU go get your pillow.
Levi: No YOU go get my pillow (with a grin on his face.)
Mom: You go get your pillow. I can't, my hands are dirty.

Pause in conversation as Levi continues to watch his movie and I chop peppers. A few minutes later Levi comes bouncing up into the kitchen and grabs the wet rag and brings it to me and tells me to:

Levi: Wash your hands mom. (He walks off to watch his movie and turning looks over his shoulder and says) Mom, go get my pillow!

Mom doubles over laughing and congratulates Levi on a pretty good thought out thought process. Mom washes her hands and goes and gets Levi's pillow cuz my mentally handicapped son just out smarted me! The punk........

I have a confession to make.......

See this man?




I'm kinda madly in love with him.



Especially when I see him in moments like this. Moments when he is taking care of our baby. Look how protected our baby is with his daddy's arms encircling him.



When he wraps us up and enfolds us in his strong muscly arms that make me melt........sigh....swoon........nothing makes me swoon more than when I see him holding our babies.

P.S. I'm squishing a bug.......

What in tarnation is with the sexy pigeon goin' on toes? I'd like to think that it is from my every being pointing to my baby girl on her special day. All things point to her......or maybe I was subconsciously practicing first position only it looks backwards cuz that mirror image thing is goin' on.....or maybe I am discreetly squishing and killing a disgusting bug so that it doesn't get to my baby girl's cute little bare feet........ I really wish I knew the reason because I find this photo quite disturbing and like some gross growth on the side of my nose, I CAN'T STOP LOOKING AT MY FEET! If I had skies on I wouldn't give this position a second glance but I'M NOT so I think I am going to go with the bug squishing one.

Announcement: I realize this photo looks strange but there is an explanation. Reason for weird feet position. I am protecting my baby girls cute bare feet from a poisonous blood sucking venomous bug by squishing it discreetly lest I scare her with sudden movements. It's the mamma in me. You know.....protecting my young. It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it.

I'm Trying To Be Like Jesus.

I’m trying to be like Jesus;
I’m following in his ways.



I’m trying to love as he did, in all that I do and say.




At times I am tempted to make a wrong choice,




But I try to listen as the still small voice whispers,




“Love one another as Jesus loves you.





Try to show kindness in all that you do.




Be gentle and loving in deed and in thought,




For these are the things Jesus taught.”



Words and music: Janice Kapp Perry, b. 1938
© 1980 by Janice Kapp Perry.

Indulge me a moment.

I know, I know..... I realize that I told you I'd post pictures of my baby girls baptism and the goings on of the weekend but I've been a little side tracked by this wee little creature that has wrapped its warm little fuzzy ears around my heart and well, it needs me my maturnal innards keep telling me and I'm kind of obsessed with her/him/it (don't know yet.....it is too young).




This isn't my wee one but my son who it belongs to is at school and SOMEBODY has to take care of the wittle fwuff ball and being the responsible individual that I am it falls to me......




Oh I can't stand it! Isn't she adorable? It's a she right? You think so too? Ya, me too.



And this canine........



And this canine.... are just dying to have a turn to hold her. Don't worry you wee wittle one. Mamma will protect you......ahem.....I mean.......my sweet boy will protect you cuz you actually belong to him even though at the moment you have found a home on my shoulder all nestled in my pile of hair.



I knew there was a reason I had ratty hair!

Another Levi moment

When Levi and his older siblings are out and about and someone who doesn't know Levi's situation approaches and tries to talk to Levi, (it usually doesn't go too well) his siblings quickly come to his defence and pipe up saying, "he's handicapped".

The other day I was out and about with Levi and his baby brother. A man who I was talking to started to talk to my baby who makes me melt when he gives me wet slobbery kisses.....my baby......not the man.....cuz it wasn't MY man.....not that MY man gives me wet slobbery kisses......although his kisses make me melt........ in another way........and that is all I'm saying on that subject. Anyway, back to the story. Levi, in a very loud voice yells at the man, "he's handicapped"! I busted up laughing and thought I was going to split a gut.

I wonder if Levi thinks the world is handicapped and he is normal. :o) Now THERE'S an interesting thought........

More posts to come on our fun weekend.......just need to download photo's...and all that good stuff....