Mom's Letters: a mullet and a gypsie

Sunday, October 30, 2011

a mullet and a gypsie

Wow what a weekend! Every year at Halloween we pack in the parties til we're all pretty partied out (dead tired)! It started with Ali's last weekend, then the ward trunk-or-treat (which I missed, but Tyler took all the kids too), then the school classroom parties, then Cortinafest, then grandma's neighborhood block party, then our adult costume party, then carving pumpkins ... and the real Halloween is still to come tomorrow! Do we have it in us?!

Lots of fun to be had and good laughs shared this time of year. Last night with our friends were some of the best. Tyler is a hoot, I love that I married him. I cracked up looking at him walking through Albertson's in his mullet and hockey shirt holding our pumpkins with pride, so thankful that wasn't the real man I married. Mine is much more handsome.

Claire's birthay is this week too - so the parties HAVE to continue! Can't miss the opportunity to celebrate such a special girl in our family. So many blessings.

2 comments:

Wendy said...: I can't believe she's already a year old! My how time really does fly with each passing child. What a cutie! And I do think the costume fits Tyler perfectly! Crazy guy!; November 3, 2011 at 6:35 AM
Anonymous said...: That child is Ty's CLONE!! SOO cute!; November 6, 2011 at 8:57 AM

Mom's Favorite Quotes

I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley

"The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make....I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less."

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Sunday, October 30, 2011

a mullet and a gypsie

2 comments: