Maple Leaf mini-lessons

Maple Leaf was perfect this year. The weather was amazing, the girls were happy, J finished football early and made it in time for Zoe's parade debut, and some sweet friends joined us for a walk and a few roller coaster rides. And I learned a few things on this particular crazy day.

Lesson 1: (This one I should have known from growing up a small town girl. Duh.) Don't even try to drive in a small town on a festival day, no matter how early you think it is. Although we had to go all the way across town (maybe 2 miles?), we could have walked faster. 9 months pregnant.

Lesson 2: $6 is too much for a funnel cake. Evidently, even I have limits on how far I'll go for one. Who knew?

Lesson 3: Apparently, life doesn't really "calm down" after the nursing is over, the walking has started, or after the diapers are in the past. The busy craziness just moves out of the house. Parade, birthday party, a visit from friends, and a shift at Kiddie Land. Whew! What a whirlwind of wonderful, happy excitement.

Pumpkins, punkins and cheese

Zoe's preschool class went to the Pumpkin Patch yesterday, and parents and siblings were invited to come along. So come along we did!

The girls seemed to be a little overwhelmed by all the vines and leaves around their feet, but the jungle gyms were a big hit!

In case anyone wanted to feel sorry for J, don't. He was almost too enthusiastic about missing the trip. Dusty fields and haystack mazes are about as fun as an asthma attack (which usually follows) for my allergy-prone hubby.

What did one alien say to the other alien as they sat on the couch in their pajamas holding their flying saucers?

"You look really silly."

Washing machines are good...

Have you ever found yourself at a place in life where you feel like you’re in a rich person’s washing machine? Okay, probably not. But that’s the feeling I have right now. I’m surrounded by good things. Pretty things. Quality things. Things I’ve dreamed of having but never expected to actually have. But it’s all crammed in here spinning me around and around and honestly, I’m feeling a little dizzy.

I’ve probably been on my high horse a thinking that our “calm” lifestyle was so much better than the busy lives we see around us. So that’s what I get. WHACK! I’m on my tookus and seeing stars.

And that pretty much sums it up. We’re in a wonderful swirl of happy craziness (which, frankly, puts both picture-taking and blogging way down on the list). Life’s so good and we’re so very blessed. Even the tough things going on have been evidence of God’s goodness, mercy, and care for us. So I’m not complaining. After all, lots of people pay to be so dizzy. Ever been to Six Flags?