Incohesive Ramblings

A photo-journey of the last month and a half.

(And yes, that is the best lead sentence I came up with after half an hour of thinking).

The kids enjoyed the summer.

Is it wrong that I secretly get a kick out of how raggamuffin my children can look?

We added on to the family.

Meet Hamley and Baby. Sophie has become a MASTER at working the system at bed time. She can't go to sleep without her baby, her monkey, a few more junks, her pluggie, and about 3 blankets. Hmmm. Nature or nurture?

Our baby grew up.

First-day-of-nursery-bliss.

And Scott did, too.

The birthday boy and the rugrats.

Don't let this Caramel Cake deceive you -- it may look pitiful (especially with the 2 used and dilapidated birthday candles), but this was the uber-cake. Recipe courtesy of Paula Deen. Which is probably why a 1/16th slice of this cake was equal to 13 points, Weight-Watcher-wise. Let's just say that I can't have this cake lying around the house ever again.

The kids got along (mostly).

Sophie's current 4 favorite food groups: Hot Dogs, Spaghetti, Toast, and Applesauce. Here she is chowing down on some hot dogs, and boy can this girl eat.

We painted -- kind of.

In a moment of generosity, I told the kids they could pick out whatever color they wanted for their bedrooms. This is what Ethan picked out (its a very light blue which looks quite white on the wall, which has caused Ethan some buyer's remorse for the color)

And THIS is what Grace picked out. The color is called "Snow White's Song," but I think Pepto-Bismol Pink is a better descriptor.

Grace was Grace.

She convinced me to cut bangs. Its taken me a while to get used to how she looks with them, but I've now reached the point where I no longer think they look horrible. She, on the other hand, has been pleased as punch from the get go.

Ethan started school.

Here's the Kindergarten boy on his first day of school. And no, I did not cry. (His first day of high school, however, may just be a different story as I have recently found out that our ward meets at 5:45 AM for seminary). Am I the only mother in the country who longs for all-day kindergarten? At 2 hours and 45 minutes, this is basically Preschool Part II.

And in typical, Jessica-the-procrastinator fashion, I realized at 10 PM the night before school started that I had a whole packet of information that I was supposed to fill out as well as an "assignment" for Ethan that needed to be turned in the next day. The above picture is Ethan's finished homework that we more than managed to finish in time the next morning seeing as to how his school doesn't even start until 9:10 AM. Does anyone else find this ridiculously late? Almost every morning the first week, Ethan was literally sitting on the kitchen floor watching the timer tick down on the microwave for the 20 or 30 minutes he had to wait until it was time to leave.

Sophie was cute.

And a drama queen. Not that this picture illustrates it, but I needed some sort of visual for the statement.

We enjoyed a lovely Labor Day weekend/week housing a few hurricane evacuees.
On labor day itself, Scott took Ethan and Grace to go visit the cousins. On the way home the kids apparently threw the mother (or "mutha" as Mayor Nagin would say) of all fits. He somehow managed to capture the magic WHILE he was driving. AND managed not to get in a wreck. Here is the photo montage:











I got new running shoes.

Now that I've finally found the 10 K I'm going to run this year (on Thanksgiving Day), I decided it was time to get serious about "training." Scott and I went to a "real" running store and got "fitted" for our running shoes, and its a good thing we did. Apparently I need a size 8 running shoe and I've been wearing a 6.5 my whole life.

And so did Scott.

To bring you completely up-to-date with the WHOLE fam, here is Scott. He has decided to jump back into running after a 3 year hiatus -- meaning he literally has not gone running in 3 years -- by training for a marathon. Crazy? Maybe. Or at least the password is. Hahahaha. Check out his blog to see Scott run.

I decided I need to blog more often.

While this may come as no surprise to all my faithful readers, I was quite chagrined to realize tonight that I have blogged only SEVEN times previously this year. That is quite pitiful. Thus, I am taking it on as a personal challenge to blog EVERY night this week. We shall see how that goes.

The End

Well, folks. I think that's all for tonight. As it is, I've whiled the evening away blogging when I REALLY should have been cleaning and organizing my house. But, as they say...tomorrow is another day.