Day off=pumpkin patch day

The kids had yesterday and today off school for parent teacher conferences. Did I attend conferences?  Well…..no.  I don’t really see any reason to - the girls are on the honor roll, and I am at the school all the time.  If they had something to tell me, they could.  Harper and Saige aren’t really into breaking rules or causing drama.   Skip.  Bad mom?  Maybe. But I digress. 

Madison wanted to take the girls to the pumpkin patch.  We decided to meet them when I got off work.  We had lunch at McDonald’s, and then hit the patch.  

I will forever be a fan of fall, pumpkin patches, Halloween and days spent with people I love.  

Add in that I really like the Schaake family, and that’s just a bonus.  It was good to catch up with them - a once a year tradition where I get to see their kids and now grandkids helping out!  

I did send this photo to Cameron.   When my kids were small, I always took them to the patch.  We never had a surplus of money, and the pumpkins are sold by the pound, so my rule was you could get what ever you could carry back.  Usually that resulted in moderately small pumpkins - genius parenting hack right?  Cameron thinks that you should always have to carry your own pumpkin and he was indignant about the cheating, using a wagon!

Wrenley must have picked out 200 pumpkins before she finally found one she liked.  We were sort of late and they were pretty picked over and quite a few broken or rotten ones.  She was yelling YUCK a whole lot!  

We had a lot of fun. I enjoyed time with the girls (all of them). Frozen apple cider was amazing and we even managed to go on an absolutely gorgeous day!  

Harper Saige and I went in to hit up a couple of thrift stores, the spirit of Halloween store, dollar tree for craft supplies, and got some groceries.  It was a long afternoon! 

Cameron sent me this photo. He took Tatum out for “fancy dinner….not Wendy’s” last night to celebrate her successful run in the half marathon last weekend.  It cracked me up - I mean what could possibly be fancier than Wendy’s? 

Yesterday, I started to dig sweet potatoes.  I will admit I was disappointed in the size of them.  Although some of the plants got damaged last weekend in the cold, most of the vines are still green, so I decided to leave the rest and hope they grow a little more.  I am happy that there are sweet potatoes out there, just wish they were bigger!  

We are looking forward to a fun weekend.  I have big ideas.  We shall see if I can make my Pinterest board come to fruition! 

 

Late - seems to be my theme lately

So Monday was Preston’s birthday. Did I make a birthday post?  Well does Facebook count?  I didn’t get the blog update done.  Didn’t get it done Tuesday or Wednesday either.  But enough about my failures.  Preston is 22!   He is rocking college and adulthood in general.  We are very proud of the man he has grown into.  I’m struggling with this one - 22?  How the heck did that happen?  I swear he should be turning 10, concerned about the world in a way a child shouldn’t be,  and playing hide and seek with goats in the yard.  He just grew up too too fast!  

I may not have gotten his blog post done on time, but I did call and talk to him.  And I did leave him a cake last week which he told me he ate.  

I love you Preston. I am excited to see all the places your life takes you.  

Happy belated birthday! 

Yea for Sunday

 

I guess they have horse races in Eureka Kansas currently. I think it’s a fall thing - that happens for a few limited weeks.  My parents decided to go down and check it out.  That meant they needed a puppy sitter.  Mallory volunteered.  She brought Rosie to Sunday lunch.  We had lunch instead of dinner because Colin and Spencer were coming through on their way home from the lineman rodeo.  

Bonus day - all the grandkids here and a puppy!?!    It’s hard to beat a day like that.  

I think it’s safe to say we all love Rosie.  She’s very sweet.  

We got the girls some safety vests and hard hats yesterday.  They were excited about it - Evelyn said “hey- I could have used this during safety day in spirit week!”   Next time.  

Easton was happy to see us. Or at least he smiled and laughed a lot. He also likes potato soup a whole lot - or maybe just potatoes.  He is a sweet boy.  We love these grandkids of ours!  

We wore out both Easton and Rosie. Easton left so he could sleep on the way home and Rosie went to play at Mallory’s house.  Maude liked her a little bit too much.  

We got a few things done around the house this afternoon.  Jim got the mower going again so I used the rest of the gas to start what we hope will be the last mowing of the season.   We will need to get more gas and pick up a few branches that have fallen in last weeks storms before I can finish it.  

Tatum sent this photo - she’s watching Cameron play some slow pitch. I hope he behaves himself. 

Tomorrow is Preston’s 22nd birthday. I was thinking about how hard of a time we had deciding on a name for him and how perfect the fall was when he was born.  It sure doesn’t seem like it has been 22 years. Time needs to slow down. 

Now I’m off to finish laundry so we have clothes to wear on all the adventures of this upcoming week.  I love Sunday but I hate to see the weekend leave.  Like every single week.