Apparently our years of "What Disney princess would you like to be, sweetheart?" are gone. The girls are done with my favorite costumes of all time, and I'm absolutely heart-broken that NO ONE was Snow White. I had the perfect plans to create a deliciously wicked poison apple. *sighs*
Instead, I present to you...a Zombie Princess.
A Country Diva. Don't ask that's the description on the package and let's face it my girls inherited my love of All Things Sequined.
And Dr. Who, himself. Blurred because he's a Time Lord. Travelling right now; most likely not even here. Don't blink.
Alex's Boy Scout Troop participated in the Nevada Day parade in Carson City and Ken being a good photog snapped a picture with Alex and Senator Harry Reid. As I told Alex it's a good thing that this mama wasn't there. The senator would've gotten an ear full from this liberal voting mom. But still, how cool is it to get a picture with one of only 100 elected officials who grace the Senate floor? And the Majority Leader, no less. It's pretty darn cool.
For those of you who wonder if I'll remind the kids that there is a two party system here in the United States, here's a picture taken the same day. The girls with elephants. There you go, I fairly represent both sides now, don't I?? Yes, I'm laughing...but just a little.
We all need a reminder on occassion, don't we? A reminder that after storms there are rainbows. I literally stop whenever I see a rainbow and snap a picture. I need that reminder on a rainy day.
Speaking of reminders, I used up some of my fabric stash to make pillowcases for the kids. Who knows when I'll get to quilting again, but in the mean time, they can enjoy a fun pillowcase.
Sweet dreams of rainbows to you all.
The sheer size of the sixth grade band is impressive. I adore that music (band, chorus, strings) are a requirement in sixth grade. Music really does feed the soul.
Who doesn't love cheesy moments? Like a cow train? Or a posing for a picture when your mom cries out, "Just one more, over here?"
And one more over here...
Alex's long hair was getting more than a little unmanagable and he'd worn it longer for a year. It was just time to...cut it all off. What emerged underneath all that hair, was a middle school boy that looked vaguely familar.
Change is sometimes a good thing indeed.
Fall, for us, signals the start of swim lessons. The girls swim during the school year and I, frankly, look forward to a relatively peaceful 30 minutes of reading time.
After the hot, hurried days of summer, it feels good to be back in our routine and swim lessons always signals the start of that.