a story for Margaret
10 years ago
A blog for our family...

Wednesday was wacky day at school. McKena and I had fun coming up with the wackiest outfit that we could think of. I do say that I think we did a decent job. I was especially proud of McKena's wacky hair (two braids in the back as well), however upon arriving home she declared that she did not have the wackiest hair. Seliah's hair was more wacky with "a bun at the top, a braid on one side, and a poof in the back." Who knew hair could get so wacky. 
Here are McKena and Mason with their Christmas cookies for Santa. McKena even got some reindeer food from school to sprinkle on the grass the night before. I am now just remembering that she forgot to check the next morning to be sure it was gone. I guess it was evident that Santa had come when she saw all of the gifts.
Our family of six in our Christmas pjs. We had a great day.
I think Spencer was rooted to this spot the whole time. He doesn't look very happy, however he was quite upset when it was time for him to come in.
McKena has here snowball in hand and is ready to get Mason. Thank goodness they miss half of the time so a snowball fight is still fun.
We went to a fun pumpkin patch while my grandma was here. I think fall activities are so much fun.
These are some squash that grow to look like ducks. Ryan rarely gets excited about things like this however he thought these were quite cool and we ended up bringing one home.
McKena dashing through the maze of hay bales.
Mason using all of his strength to lift two pumpkins. His muscles surely have grown since turning four.
I love this picture of our little Spencer the skunk. Not only is the costume cute but it also is a rare moment when he is smiling for the camera.
One of Mason's gifts was a tee ball set. He really enjoys any sport and has taken quite the liking to baseball. After only his second time at the park he was able to hit the ball quite far. I recognize that it is a plastic ball and bat but I was a proud mom nonetheless.
Mason blowing out his candles. Ryan always makes fun of my birthday cakes. They are never cute or fun and half of the time the writing looks pretty bad. Last year's cake was really cute and I cannot even take credit because Ryan did it all. I give up. At least it tastes good.