Happy Halloween

We decided to go trick-or-treating in our neighborhood this year and invite our some of our friends over for dinner and begging.


Here is the line-up:
James ~ Chicken (A MALE CHICKEN!- that's for Tim.)
Noah ~ Woody. (He wants to wear the chaps, vest, boots and hat everywhere!)
Collin ~ Buzz Lightyear. (Bud-year if you're Collin.) Notice Collin is already tearing open a box of nerds that he snagged from our candy bowl that were going to pass out.
Peter ~ Thomas the train! OF COURSE!


So cute.


First house. Collin was holding his pumpkin in one hand and the candy she gave him in the other. She was generous and was trying to give him more candy, but he didn't know what to do. What a dilemma!!



Fill her up!


Peter finally talked Noah into letting him wear his hat and here he is with my dad.
*** note: my dad is NOT in costume. Where do you think Noah gets it?



After we were done, Aaron took the boys over to see Aunt Megan. Here is Collin facing yet another dilemma. How can he eat the yummy cupcake she made him and still keep eating his sucker. Maybe next year he should be a spider so he can have more hands and avoid this issue entirely!




Woody times two! Best Friends.

Jenny

Well, I talked to my sister and the testing was all inconclusive. The swollen lymphnoid is not of concern and right now she is left scratching her head and waiting. I would like to ask that you keep lifting her up in prayer as it is really frustrating to know that something is really wrong and seemingly nobody can put their finger on what it is. Please pray for patience and answers. Better yet, please pray for healing.
Thanks.

A Noah Song

I grabbed the video camera tonight and took some footage of my guys. I can't upload the video to the laptop, so I will instead post the lyrics. So, imagine Noah working up his most bass sounding voice swaying back and forth to the tune he is making up as he goes along. Sit back, read and enjoy...

"When I was a boy I was a cowboy
And there were a lot of cowboys.
And they wanted me.
And there were a lot of family cowboys.
And they were saying how old I am
And I said I'm threeeeeeeeeeee.
The End."
He is quite the songwriter! He is totally in love with all things cowboy right now. I took the kids to the mall today for some playtime in the play area and when we got in the car Noah said ~ Mommy, I love cowboys, all kinds of cowboys. While at the mall he was approached by another cowboy, also wearing his boots and hat for an outing with his mom and sibing. He was about 7 or 8 and he and Noah became quick friends. He cracks me up. I love raising my boys and I cannot wait for tomorrow to see what comes.

Going grey...

Okay, so I dyed my hair on Saturday night just for fun. I admit it is about 3 shades darker than I would have liked, but it is what it is and I don't really mind it. Well, on Sunday at church FOUR people came up to me, acknowledged the hair color change and immediately followed it with, oh do you have grey's you are covering up?? So why do I have to have a reason to change my hair color? Is 30 years old when you actually get that kind of response? Well, for the record, I still have a few weeks in my 20's~ so there!

Pondering the prostate gland...

Did the title get your attention??
So yesterday morning I was at my urologist for the... DRUM ROLL PLEASE... removal of my stent. The nurse had applied some kind of numbing agent and left me alone in the room while the medicine worked it's magic. Well, I was lying on the table in a room covered with posters of anatomical pictures of GIGANTIC male organs. I swear they must be designed for the vision impaired, and can someone please explain why they have to put a face to the whole body picture. I felt like some nice looking gray haired man was staring at me while I tried not to look at his private parts. Anyway, I did some reading about parts of the body the Lord graciously skipped when designing the female body and I learned more about the pants that are designed for the poor unfortunate souls who have to use a colostomy bag or in my case a nephrostomy bag for any length of time. I can tell you, from experience, it is a terrible feeling to walk around with a warm bag of your own urine attached to your leg, and finding clothing to not only fit, but also disguise your "accessory" is no picnic. So hats off to the people who make pants with hidden zippers in the leg. Who knew.
Everything went as planned and I am now free of all artificial parts. I am still sore from the procedure, but soon I will be pain free and all of this will be behind me.
Thank you all for praying and encouraging me as I was going through this time. The lows were really low and the high's seemed few and far between. I eagerly await my next and Lord willing LAST appt with my urologist on Dec. 12 where we are expecting to say our goodbyes and move on, just in time for Christmas!

Buzz and Woody

Here is a pic of Noah and Collin last weekend at their first ever Halloween costume party. My Mom's boss hosted the party and here is a great picture she took of my little guys. I can't believe they were both looking at the camera AND smiling. Woo-hoo!
They had a blast!

heartbreaker...

Conversation with Noah yesterday...
Noah ~ "Mommy, I want you to call your doctor so I can talk to him."
Mommy ~ " Why Bug?"
Noah ~ " I want to tell him to tell you that you can pick me up now."
Mommy ~ Heartbroken, big hugs!!

I have now been recovering for 4 weeks and I am still unable to lift the boys. When he does ask to be carried or picked up these days I usually jump at the chance because he is 3 1/2 and he just doesn't need me in that way as much as he used too. So now, when he asks I simply remind him of my big boo boo and that the doctor told me I have to let it heal for a while before I can carry him. I am amazed at how much he is able to understand.

In other news...
Please pray for my sister, Jenny. She is 31 and is dealing with some pretty serious health concerns. She is blacking out, loosing speech and vision. She also has a lymphnoid that has been swollen for 8 months. The doctor suspects her heart or brain. She is undergoing an erray of tests and procedures during the next few weeks and I know she would appreciate your prayer and encouragement.
Thank you.