a little story...when we lived in MS, I purchased tickets to see U2. The closest show was in St. Louis a mere 7 hours away. Just 2 weeks after that purchase I found out that I was pregnant with Cole and was due the week of the concert. So sad. I had tried for such a long time to get pregnant. Rick was always trying to plan a trip for us, but I would never let him plan anything that was more than 7 or 8 months out just in case I got pregnant. Then I go and buy tickets and jinx the whole thing. If I had known that that it all it would take to get pregnant, I would have let him plan a cruise/vacation much sooner...Anyway, we sold the tickets to a nice lady from Arkansas and pretty much broke even--thank goodness. And as good as the U2 concert would have been, we are happy to have Cole with us. (just not with us at the concert this weekend. hehe)
"Neighbors bring food with death and flowers with sickness and little things in between. Boo was our neighbor. He gave us two soap dolls, a broken watch and chain, a pair of good-luck pennies, and our lives. But neighbors give in return. We never put back into the tree what we took out of it: we had given him nothing, and it made me sad." - Scout in Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird
Sunday, October 25, 2009
VEGAS BABY
thrifting in MT
I've lived in the Midwest. Everyone always talks about the great antiques in the Midwest. But, I have a secret. Columbia Falls, MT. is the real antiquing mecca. So much fun.
Here are few of my favorites that came home with us...



And the last treasure is out in the garage still. It was a great, great find. A vintage, unrestored gas pump. I kind of like it the way it is, but Rick is doing some research to find out how to restore it and paint it. Funny thing is that it still had a bit of fuel in it when we got it home. The garage smelled of gas for a few days...
Can't wait to go back to Montana.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
books, books, books
We just finished reading Summer of the Monkeys by Wilson Rawls

I didn't think that Cole was really paying attention, but when it was time for a bath and a story each night he would always ask if we were reading the "Monkey" book. So, I guess he was listening to something. Then when we finished that book, he asked if we could read the Frodo book again. whatever.
We have started reading a new book: My all time favorite book...

Next up on the list of books to read with the kids is this favorite...

it just makes me want to say, "no more rhyming, I mean it. Anyone want a peanut." or "my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die."
The sad thing is that I am usually searching for a good book to read, but right now my night stand if FULL of books to read. I can't keep up. The problem is that now both Summer and Sierra are reading chapter books and want me to read some of their books (they both got some pretty good books for their recent birthdays).
We ordered this one from Amazon last week (it came out on Tuesday):

I hope you all have a good book to read. Cool weather is coming soon and we'll all need a blanket and a cup of hot chocolate to go along with these good reads.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Flee Shot
so, yesterday morning Rick mentioned that we should go get our flu shots. Cole was ecstatic. Seriously. He kept skipping around the house, "Flee shot. Flee shot." Then Rick told him that he could not get a flu shot if he couldn't say it correctly. So all day long Cole was practicing, "FLU shot. Flu shot." it was funny. When we got to the health dept. there were about 1,000 other people with that same brilliant idea. CRAZY. They were trying to get people through there as quickly as possible. So, instead of sending us to a private room, they sent us to the end of the waiting room where they just have one of those portable curtains. When the nurse saw us, she looked at the 3 kids and said, "uhhh, we ususally don't let kids get shots here..." (Because when they scream and cry, it's very disruptive to the others who are still in the waiting area.) Rick said, "Really, it will be fine. He's been looking forward to this all day." Cole jumped up on Rick's lap and pulled up his sleeve with a big grin on his face. So, the nurse said, "OK, I'll give it a try but you might want to hold his arms down and turn his head." Cole seriously watched her get the needle out, poke his arm and give him the shot without even a flinch. The nurse just shook her head as Summer and Sierra lifted their sleeves because they both wanted to be "next".
Next time I need to bribe Cole, I'm going to tell him that he needs another shot.
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