Happy Halloween

I don't really have too much to say other than Camille threw a huge tantrum after getting back from trick-or-treat because we wouldn't let her eat all her candy right then. Is this what we have to look forward to every year?

What's been going on around here

Camille finished her little tumbling class today.

 They gave the kids medals and fruit snacks at the end. Why is it that every children's program must include some sort of final recognition or graduation ceremony? She enjoyed the fruit snacks at least.

We had our little Halloween lunch today.

Candy Corn Fruit Cups

Witches' Brooms

Hot Dog Mummies. Bet you can't guess which ones Camille made.

 We finally replaced the globe willows that fell two years ago. Retrospectively, it was a blessing that they fell the way they did. We got rid of two big, messy trees for free, with only minor damage. I'm still grateful for the Elder's Quorum for saving the day and helping to take down the trees. Anyway, we got a sensation maple for the front yard and a Kieffer pear tree for the backyard. I don't know that I've ever eaten a Kieffer pear, but the tree was appealing because it is self-pollinating and it only cost $12.50. The maple tree only cost $20.

Owen Turns 6 Months

Here's a post just about my Owen boy (since someone else tends to dominate the blog space).

Owen turned 6 months yesterday. 

 He just started solids and has enjoyed it a lot so far.

He can roll both ways, but he really doesn't do it often. He can sit unassisted for small amounts of time, like 15 seconds, and only when he wants to.

Owen still wakes up several times a night, but he's easy to get back to sleep. Most of the time when he wakes up he just lies in his crib making shrieking noises for awhile.

He loves to talk and laugh with anyone who will give him attention. 

 Everyone loves him for his happy, content personality,

2014 Cougar Run

Camille and I ran in the homecoming race this year. I had been looking for a 5k to run, and this fit my criteria and had kids races too. Whenever I take the kids running in the stroller, Camille spends most of the time crying and yelling to come out because she wants to run, and if she sees me putting on my running shoes, she goes and gets her little princess light-up sneakers so she can come with me. And Camille has told me multiple times that she "wuvs wunning." So I signed her up.

She was "so so excited" for her race.

I think she got scared and overwhelmed by everything that was going on. This is how she ended her race.

I pretty much dragged her the whole second half of the race. At least she got a t-shirt.

Rambling

While some others had a bummer summer, I kind of feel like I've had a bummer fall. When we got back after the funeral, Brian started right in working fall hours, which usually means working a couple nights a week and lots of Saturdays. I was sick for three weeks with a cold, then a sinus infection, then pink eye. Owen also got quite sick with the same cold, Brian got the cold, and Camille got pink eye. Camille also had a fever when she had pink eye and was really difficult to handle for a week. I was barely making it until the kids' bedtime, which got moved up to 6:30 p.m.

I've been missing Mom lately. She was always good to Skype when I was having a hard time and she would always support and encourage me. Dad sent me a birthday card, but I miss opening a card filled with confetti. I wish I would have started doing family history work before she passed away so I could ask her about the people and situations I'm trying to figure out. Having so many records indexed and accessible through Ancestry has made genealogy so much easier, so I'm moving along way faster than she probably did, but still.

I enrolled Camille in a toddler tumbling class. It's been fun for her. The purpose in putting her in the class was more for the benefits of having her out of the house and interacting with other kids and adults than learning to tumble. It's been good, but I don't know if it merits the cost. The only time available was during Owen's first nap, so that's been tough on him.

I enjoyed my birthday. So did Owen, Camille, and Brian. Camille told me "Happy Birthday" about 27 times the past few days.