Three is a Magic Number

We had a space commando, a doctor, and a poison fairy.  Every year Paul takes Samuel out a bit longer than the girls, but this year, Samuel elected to stay home and pass out candy to others, so Faith got to go out a bit longer.  Samuel commented, "Mom, I had no idea that so many people we know come to our house for candy."  He didn't realize his own friends came to our house.  His teacher too.  :) The pumpkins: Faith/Mom - Dragon Samuel/Afton - Cauldron Emilee/Jody - Kitty

This is just a funny picture from some of our time in Lanesboro this summer.  Samuel really want to bike ride, and this is what Paul rented.  It looks a lot more fun than it is.  Thank goodness for grandpa's help.

  I feel like I've spent the better part of my free time during the two weeks sewing on BS and GS badges to uniforms.  Between earning new ones and moving up in uniforms, it feels everything needs to be sewn on.  BS badges have to be sewed, but GS badges can be ironed--the ladies are smart.  BUT they really don't stick that well, so I sew anyway.  It is an excuse to take the Bernina for a ride.  My aunties would be so proud. 

A conversation Faith and Dad had coming home from piano lesson today, 10/13/10. Faith: So . . . what should I be when I grow up? Dad: Oh, well, I think a doctor. Faith: Why do you always say that? Dad: I think you’d be good at it. . . . You could be a teacher. Faith: Well, after I got used to the fur I could be an animal doctor. Dad: Oh, a veterinarian? Faith: Yeah. Or I could hide toys and people could find them. Dad: What? Faith: I could hide toys in places and kids would find them. Dad: What kind of job is that? Faith: Or I could sell furniture. Dad: Oh? Faith: I could sell furniture and clothes and hide toys. Dad: So you want to go into retail? Faith: What that? Dad: Selling stuff, like furniture. Faith: Or I could do food. Dad: Eating food? A job eating food? Anyone can eat food. Faith: No, not eating. Dad: Oh. Faith: It’s—what’s it called? Dad: A grocer. Someone who sells groceries. Faith: No, not that. Dad: A restaurateur. You want to run a restaurant...

We had a mouse in the garage.  We voted on what to do with it. Emilee - keep it as a pet Samuel - keep it as a  pet Faith - trap it alive and take it to a field Dad - trap it alive and take it to a field Mom - kill it Simply because we had some traditional mouse traps around and I was ready use them, the kids pooled their money to buy a live trap.  We trapped the mouse on Saturday night, and lost it on Sunday morning when we tried to put it in a box to take it to a field.  So, do mice learn?  Do you think it will go into the trap again?  Nope.  We think it left the garage.

We are back to school.  First day photos!  We are still not quite in the swing of things with the morning routine, but I told them today that I might just have to leave them at home if they can't get ready in time.  Urrrr.... Anyway, some funny things they've said this week: Emilee:  Out of the blue.  "I think when I grow up I will decide to be an American Girl." Faith:  We've been listening to Around the World in 80 Days.  We finised the audiobook, so Paul got an old movie of it from the library to watch.  Faith said, "I didn't imagine that guy looking like that in my head."  (referring to what she was imagining while listening to the audiobook.) Samuel:  "I am terrible at cursive! Why do I have to learn it if I never will use it?"  Oh, goodness, please don't start with questions like this already.

Samuel and Faith spent two nights, three days at Teddy Bear Camp at Camp Koronis last week.  They LOVED it!  Both lost their voice--I can't imagine why!  They love to sing and had also been coming off a week of VBS with lots of singing, so I am sure that didn't help. Prior to going to camp, I told them both they needed to take care of themselves.  That meant brushing their teeth, using soap when they showered, using bug spray and sun screen.  Well, Faith told a great story about sharing her body wash with four girls she took a shower with.  She said, "We used it aaaaall up!"  When I went to open Samuel's bag, his toothpaste and body wash had not even been touched. uffka. This is the camp that Paul and I also have volunteered at with friends and family over the years.  We likely are going to start deaning again next summer.  The dean of this very week (Teddy Bear, second week of Aug) wants to give it over to us....