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Saturday, September 27, 2014


We arrived at Aamodt's Apple Orchard
several minutes before they opened this morning.
That was not early enough.
By the time we left, one hour later, they were into over flow parking only!
In the 200+ year old barn.

The hay maze.
Once they mastered it.  They were in and out over and over.

So proud to be nearly four feet tall.
Can't blame her.  

So close to catching his sister!

I love when he watches the big kids and follows suit!
Peer pressure isn't always a bad thing:-)

The "most perfect apple of the whole entire apple orchard!"
Just ask her!

I told him he couldn't eat them.

He didn't believe me.

He picked one up off of the ground and before I could rip it away he bit it.

He looked so happy it was had to take it away.

So I didn't.
He dropped it right after this so we put him back in the stroller.

His "most perfect one" was harder to reach.

Then he grabbed one from a low branch.
I couldn't resist.
Per request of Aunt Molly, this photo has been submitted to Ellen.
Let me know if you see it!

His most perfect apple ever.

After the fun at the orchard we had lunch at Leo's and walked by the river.

Not three minutes after getting in the car he was totally out.

When he woke we took a walk up the street on the "crunchy" leaves.

Hard to tell who was loving it the most.

Daddy came home and they ran to embrace each other.

We headed to the park and the ice cream man came.

Brecken thought he was such a big shot with his own ice cream.

 I always so I'd rather them have fun and/or learn and make a mess.

But this ice cream was ridiculous!

I took it away and cleaned him up and the kid freaked!

 Luckily we had the big kids to get us distracted.
Momentarily at least.

Of course I had to instagram it!


Friday, September 26, 2014


This could go down as one of the roughest weeks since Brecken's birth.
It was pretty brutal.  Between some school stuff and Brecken's results from our Home Visits 
I'm pretty sure I haven't shed this many tears since March 2013.

However, many thanks to this man:

Who curled my hair for this man:

I made it to Friday.

This post is not about the Best.Night.Ever. and the memories I made with my high school/college friends (more to come!)
It's about my husband.
He texted me at 3:00 - Are you excited?
He came home early from work…
Literally to curl my hair.
(Yes, I did buy a $100 curling iron for the special night.  
Mark - don't look so shocked you were amazed at how well it worked;-)  
He did the entire after school and bedtime routine for all three kids.
He kissed me as I climbed into the van with my crazy friends.
He got the entire basement ready so my friends could spend the night.
He didn't seem to mind when we came plowing into the house about midnight (I think) 
with Taco Bell as if we still lived in River Falls.

A man who lets you enjoy yourself and your friends and life long dreams (turns out many times) over the years is one hell of a man.

Thanks Bunny.
It was all I envisioned and more.

Fun fact:
We did go over my vision minute by minute the night before.

Monday, September 22, 2014

Appointments and Issues

Victoria has had a loose tooth since May.  It was right next to the bottom ones that were pulled two summers ago.  Over the weekend I saw the bottom of the tooth (which should have been dissolved if the adult tooth actually came up under it) was actually poking out of the gum.  Once again the adult tooth came in way behind it.  I called her dentist this morning on the way to school.  They were able to get us in at 11:30.  Another teacher covered my class for ten minutes and took them to lunch for me so I could get her there.  We were in and out in just 16 minutes.  It's finally out and we're all so happy the Tooth Fairy will be stopping at our house again tonight.

Christian cried when I dropped him off at daycare this morning, which continued on the bus and at school.  I don't know what is going on with this recent bout of anxiety he's having.  I've been trying different things for him.  I thought we were getting a handle on it but today was not a great day.

This morning I received a very rude note from a mom.  This is the same mom who left me a voice mail last week threatening to call the "head of the district" because I didn't let her daughter see the nurse for a sore throat.  For the record, the student didn't tell me her throat hurt.  I talked it out with the mom last week so I was so surprised to receive this note this morning.  I sent a note home to all NINE students who didn't do there homework last Wednesday.  The mom wrote on it that she doesn't like me "nit picking" her daughter and threatening her with punishments.  I called the mom again.  After speaking with her it sounds like the daughter is making things up to her mom and it's working.  We're all meeting before school on Wednesday.  A rude note/voice mail from a parent is just about the worst way to start your day.

I spent about an hour correcting tonight, the entire time V was working on her homework.  Thank goodness she doesn't mind.  C got to play catch while we were working.  At bedtime V and I took a walk up to the park.  Hand in hand I got to hear details about what she did at recess.  It was the highlight of my day.

Tomorrow morning is our Home Visit from the speech pathologist.  I really want the answers about Brecken's speech.  I'm hoping tomorrow is beneficial.  I have someone covering for me for the very beginning of the day.  Again, I will start the day totally flustered and behind the eight ball.

I signed up for two more three credit classes tonight.  Thinking about that now after typing all about my crazy life, sure seems crazy.

The doctor's office called to rescheduled Brecken's 18 month appointment for next week.  That's frustrating because I make appointments out as far as possible to I can get the first appt of the day since he goes to bed so early.  Looking forward to rescheduling that in the morning:/

Our PTO Meeting is rescheduled from tomorrow to next Tuesday.  We now need to hire a sitter for me to go to those meetings because Christian is officially a Tiger Cub and has meetings every Tuesday night.  I started texting the sitter to cancel this morning but at the time I could barely breath I was so overwhelmed so I am keeping her.  I'm going to run errands and maybe (HOPEFULLY) get my nails done.

I have put off my own physical therapy until next month.  Because…well…see above.

I wonder if one day, I will reread this and think, Huh I thought I was busy then!  That was nothing! or if I'll think, Man, that was a crazy time!  

I think I'll watch some 19 and Counting to make myself feel better.