Q is for Quinn

I haven't done a post dedicated to my sassy little 3 year old in quite some time. This is overdue. Up until about two months ago, whenever Quinn woke up with a bad dream, she would just scream at the top of her lungs until I came stumbling into her room and sang "Child of God." And then, all of a sudden, she stopped doing this and started quietly creeping into our room and just standing beside the bed until I woke up with the feeling that I was being watched. Creepy, right? OR is that just ME that has a fear of waking up with someone standing next to the bed holding something scary... i.e. a knife or gun or cheese grater (hey-- I have cut myself many-a-time on that bad boy!) ? Anywho, so two nights ago, this same situation occurred-- Quinn came in and quietly whispered "mom," and I woke up thinking death was near, and when I recovered my senses, I said, 

"Quinn, what's wrong?"

"Mom, my bedroom is so scary."

"Oh, it's not scary, babe."

"Yes it is, can I sleep in the tunnel?"

"Huh? Are you sure you're awake?"

"The tunnel, mom"

??

"The tunnel by you and daddy."

Lightbulb!

She wanted to sleep between me and Tyson! Apparently, the two of us form a protective "tunnel" when lying in bed. Who knew? And it must be magical, because she was asleep within a matter of seconds. It made me remember a time when I was around 3, crawling into the safety and security of my parent's bed and finding my own "tunnel" in the crook of my mom's legs. Laying on top of the cream colored silky blanket with orange yarn ties, I was completely safe.

For Emily..... Tea parties, sleep, silly faces, and pumpkins.

I got so much done today!! You would not even BeLiEvE!!! I promise. And when I came inside from washing the Expedition-- I found a sweet (hardly) little note from Emily expressing a desire to see some life on this here blog. And since I am in a Get-er-dun kind of mood-- here I am.

These pics are from a glorious tea party with Auntie Emily one day when Quinn's little friend ended up not being able to attend. She was so stinking excited I couldn't just NOT do it! (Emily, of course. Did you think I was talking about Quinn?)

One night after watching some TV- I came back to Quinn's room to check on her and found this....

These are your eye candy Em....

And Monday night, our first FHE of October, we spent carving pumpkins and watching "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!"

Good enough, sassy pants? :)

Mac is 1!@$#

Where in the world did the last year GO? I would really like to know. I have been thinking about this post and trying to figure out how to describe Mr. Macadoo, and this is what I've come up with-- he has a HAPPY spirit, and it shows.

His birthday party was kind of a drive-by. We just kind of fit it in right before Devon's rehearsal dinner, and this little guy was very tired. We went with a pirate theme....

He really didn't enjoy getting his hands dirty.... but in the end he decided the cake was okay.

Shishter F-U-N

Ahhhhh...... Saturday. S to the I to the S T E R TRIP!!!! It was Cheryl's 40th, so we all pitched in some money and took her on a delicious shopping spree! We shopped until we dropped (literally-- our blood sugar was REAL low!), then got Cafe Rio (YUMMMY!!), and then enjoyed some delicious b-day cake and ice cream. These pictures document the in-between time......

This cake was so good, it haunts my dreams...... stupid diet! White wedding cake with a raspberry filling-- need I say more? And isn't Cheryl beautiful?!

I had so much fun!! Can't wait for next time! Who's turning 40 next?! :)

Getting old...

Remember when a bruise was a mark of bravery?? You proudly showed it off and reveled in the horrified expressions that followed.....


Now it's just a mark of stupidity. This one? Oh- the stroller fell out of the expedition when I opened the back door. Yep, just landed right smack on my leg. Does it really look that bad?! No, I don't need to "have it checked out."  

You know what I mean?

 So, what about you guys? What is your tell-tale sign that you are getting old?

catch-up??!

ok people-- do you know the feeling when you haven't done your blogging duties for the last two months and then you decide to get back on, but you have this nagging guilt that you need to catch up on everything you missed first? Well, I'm feelin' it. So this is how I deal-- a picture montage of the last two beautiful, wonderful months. And just so you know--- Tyson ROCKED my birthday this year. Guess he was making up for last year.....