Civic Duty

This morning after much personal consideration I decided to vote. My biggest hold back was that I didn't know which candidate would most represent my concerns. Although I was still undecided up until the point I took out my pen to cast my vote, I knew it was my civic duty to vote. Voting gives all Americans a voice in the democratic process, a chance to weigh in on the important issues facing this country and the opportunity to elect the people they believe will safeguard their best interests. If I didn't vote I 'd have no voice to complain when I don't like the turn out.

Another sense of duty came from feeling I should set an example and teach my offspring the importance of being and American. So I offered the chance to my young American and she jumped on the offer to go with Mommy to vote.

So at the last minute I steered my car towards Precinct #13 voting headquarters. During our 45 minute wait in line and a lot of confusion I did try to get my 4 year old to make the decision for me but she was really torn between Barack Obama and John McCain. You'd be surprised how informed she is. But that said I made my choice (eeny-meeny-miney-mo) and with my ballot in hand I handed over my decision.

At this time I began to walk away and my 4 year old started crying. "Mommy, when do we get to go on the boat?"

Halloween

As most of you know Halloween in our house is not just Halloween. It is also Michael's Birthday. So we have had a fun filled week of goblins and ghosts and growing older.

We did Pumpkins on Wednesday, did Birthday cupcakes on Thursday and of course went trick or treating on Friday.

Michaella is Hannah Montana. And really if you couldn't figure that one out you must be living in a cave. :) We went around the neighborhood with Olivia and her Mom Amber, they are our newest neightbors and Michaella plays with Olivia almost every day. Michael unfortunately spent his 31st birthday in bed with strep.

Michael felt much better today and decided that it was important that he push it and go hunting (what can I say he loves hunting). Anywho... it was worth it. After years and years of hunting he got his first tagged bird.
(Check out the picture this is a very vary rare event....Michael is actually smiling! )

This says it all

The most exciting thing to happen since sliced bread!

This weekend my parents came into town. It was so nice because we haven't seen them in months. They came in Thursday afternoon and surprised Michaella at daycare. She had no idea and she loved the surprise.

Friday I went ahead and went to work for the first half of the day. Around 10 I get a phone call from home. It is my Mother and she is calling to inform me that there has been an incident. Michaella and Grandma were playing piggyback and when Grandma went to put her down she heard a pop and Michaella now won't stop crying and she won't move her arm. So after a few minutes on the phone with Michaella and her conceding that she couldn't even go to the pumpkin patch because her arm hurt too bad I went ahead and left to access the situation. I decided to take her into the Doctor. After about an hour + in the waiting room with the orneriest 4 year old you've ever encountered we got into the Dr and found out she had gotten "Nursemaid Elbow" which is a dislocation of the elbow. Michaella's seemed to pop itself back in. They still did an x-ray to make sure there wasn't any fracture and also splinted the arm to be safe. So here is the photo diary of the experience. We go back in on Monday to double check with her Doctor, but I'm pretty sure she'll take the splint off. Michaella has loved the attention all weekend. She'll show off her cast to any one who will look. Way to go Grandma you gave her something to remember! (Michaella tells people her Grandma twisted her arm....nice huh?)

We went to Linder Farms this weekend which is quickly becoming a tradition. This is the third year we've been there.

2006
2007

2008

This year they also had a petting zoo. It really is becoming a whole hullabaloo and we love it.





We loved having Grandma and Papa in town and we kept busy all weekend. We went to see Igor and went to dinner downtown Boise on Saturday.

Killer

Okay he really isn't too pleased with me. He didn't mind the first sweater but this 2nd one doesn't fit as well and I think I pee-peed him right off. He isn't talking to me.

FYI it is supped to be a skull and cross bones. I don't like the way it turned out. I'm going to see what else I can do.

This is how you vacuum and do house work and you don't have to worry about running over the puppy.

The beginning of my ridiculousity

Yes it is true. I have found my calling. I am ridiculous and I love it.

Now Winston is just a trite little thing. He has no meat on his teeny little bones. So Mama to the rescue..I crocheted him a sweater! But not just any little sweater it even has "gumballs" on it. The poor little guy.. he is going to be fashion forward if he likes it or not. I've also downloaded a pattern for a skull & crossbones sweater! Move over Tim Gunn!