Flying fish, like I promised

Viking Festival 2013.   I'll let the pictures tell the story. 

Halloween 2013

oh my.

So I didn't plan for Halloween like usual.  I woke up the morning of and decided that I had dropped the ball.

In attempts to pick up the ball and give the girls something to remember, we raided our closets and came up with...

Jeri.

To include dyed blue hair, black, a mini, a book and more black. oh, and stripes.  Hey Jeri, I know you are a complex soul and all but most of your life can be summed up by those words.

So none of the neighbors knew who Jeri was so we tried...

 princess Aurora...

 a monkey...

 a gymnast...

 rainbow bright...

and strawberry short cake.

While we could have used any of those, we kept finding new things just to find new things.  In the end, the last costumes we had on were...

 Raggedy Ann

 and german girls. 

Go figure.

Apparently my phone was dirty because it was washed, in the bath tub.
So I no longer have any contacts.  Feel free to text me so I don't have to hunt down your numbers. Okay, thanks.

I'm taking a week off of posting.  When I come back, it will be awesome.  Flying fish awesome.

Little lessons at home.  I love our groove.  I love that she wants to paint everyday.  I love her silly stories and that she challenges me to come up with better stories all the time.  She wants purpose in the stories I tell.  She wants me to explain all of the details.  She wants to know why and how.  I like that she acts unfiltered.  Not always.  Sometimes she needs to be more careful.  Think before she acts.  But her creativity and questioning, it's unfiltered, it's real.  When she shares with her sisters, it's because she wants to love them, not because mama said to.  I want that too.  I want to be generous and loving because my heart needs it.  Not because I should.

Lauren is dying to eat people food.  Look at how fixate she is on K's apple. 

Happy day.

That's not a bell pepper.

I thought it was a bell pepper so I put it on our pizza.

It was a habanero. Poor kid had to keep her lips in milk to keep the burning at bay. I felt terrible.

These are the moments I love.

Hello world

My little dolls.