My Ebenezer

Being Seth The disaster that was my kitchen... transformed during naptime, only to revert to looking like the above picture once again by suppertime.  *sigh* There's gotta be a verse in Ecclesiastes about that! This is an online class I am taking to become a real estate agent! (gulp!)  We have hired a babysitter for T/Th mornings from 8:30-11:30a.m. so I can focus on this class. Poor baby!  He burned his hand on our hot car muffler.  Talented, that one--it's even in the shape of a fish!  Thankfully it's healing quite well, and I don't think it will leave much of a scar. This year's Dress Like A Character From A Book parade at school.  Can you guess who Noah is?  The mouse from If You Give A Mouse A Cookie.  (P.S.  I have an entire post that I want to devote to that book and why we love it, so somebody remind me, okay?) We took advantage of a day off from school to get some things done around the hous...

So, in our backyard, these are referred to as "prickly pears".  Probably not the scientific name for these spiny, very prickly, painful-to-step-on seed pods that fall from our backyard trees in prolific amounts, but it's what we call them nonetheless.  And Seth eats them.  No, wait, maybe you didn't read that right:   he eats them.   Actually eats the prickers off and swallows them, until the pod is almost smooth.  I found this out one day when I had to pry I-knew-not-what out of his mouth, and vaguely recognized the soggy mess to be the remains of a prickly pear. Don't believe me? Now, what I don't understand (and somebody please clue me in!) is this:  Why does he eat those ghastly things, but will not touch a grilled cheese sandwich? One of life's mysteries....

I gotta admit I'm losing steam with this project.  I'm the marathon runner who wonders at mile 22 what he was thinking when he signed up.  BUT.  This is good for me. This IS good for me.   This is good for me .  I find myself wondering if I can just take a bunch of pictures all in one day and get away with not taking a week's worth of pictures...for example, every one of these was taken on Saturday, and I didn't get a single other shot from the other days in the week. Who needs scary Halloween decorations when you have your very own, very creepy, very real spider who has taken up residence across the front of your house?  He's been there for over a week, and I don't have the guts to get rid of him.   We have been enjoying campfires in our own backyard recently, complete with s'mores Seth at Noah's soccer game Saturday morning. Noah going for the goal! I had to take a picture of this!  It was 9:20am on Saturday morning, ...

These photos are in no particular order because, frankly, I don't have the time to put them in order.  How about that?  These weeks are busy and blessed! We were able to score this couch on Craigslist as a replacement for our formerly red ones.  It's leather, folks.  Seth can spit up all he likes now! :)  Praising the Lord for His goodness in allowing us to buy it! Fire ant colonies have invaded our grass, making it risky to walk about barefoot. This boy has taken to the slides like a pro! Never met a boy who didn't love him a truck "Why help yourself, Seth! Of course you can get the carrots out of the fridge and spill them everywhere!"  said no mom ever.  At least carrots are good for him! Noah playing hard at his soccer game Noah, attempting to kill some fire ants he found on this paddle.  He's not the kindest captor ever, choosing death by drowning.  On the other hand, they are fire ants, and ...

It appears that Seth is following in the footsteps of his cousin Titus, who once upon a time would eat anything .  (Truth be told, he probably still would, but we'll give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he's past all that!)  I cannot tell you how many times I have found Seth seated contentedly by Daisy's cat food, with a mouth full of kibbles, and dimpled fistfuls more waiting to be shoveled in!  Can we say GROSS?!?  I mean, okay, it's one thing to be curious.  We might all be curious what cat food tastes like.  But for crying out loud; once you discover that it's disgusting, back away from the dish! I think the worst part is, for hours afterward Seth has cat breath.  EEEEWWW!!

Week 39?  Wow, what happened to weeks 36-38?  Well, they're in here too.  Happens sometimes, that you just don't get around to everything on your list.  September has been busy! As always, we do lots of eating!  Seth loves to eat. :) Last month we sold all of our jet-skis, and this month we pooled that money together and bought this one!  It is much nicer and more reliable than all three of the others combined.  Except for a little mishap that we experienced last weekend where we hit something in the water and the rudder broke.  "How important is a rudder", you ask?  Very.  Trust me on that one.  Again with the eating--this time at McDonald's, the kids' favorite place! Noah helping me eat grate cheese.  Grating cheese is like blueberry picking; more gets eaten than harvested! Just when you thought it was safe to take a shower:  watch out for that plastic armed man!  Ah, the joys of sharin...