Every weekend is followed by a Monday...that's the catch.

Last week was a bit crazy. Josh had school pictures on Thursday. He swears he had a nice smile but every time he shows me how he smiled I get a little nervous. No matter how he smiled in his actual school picture I know he was dressed to kill!!!


Lauren obviously didn't have school pictures...but she was sure ready to pose!!

Larry had surgery this past week. Things didn't go exactly as planned and he was hospitalized a few days longer than expected. However, we are all praying that his pain and suffering will be relieved by the medical device. The week ended up flying by due to the fact that every night was either spent over at their house or the hospital. Either way, we would all appreciate continued prayers for him.

So, I got up bright and early on Saturday and went to a 7:30 hair appointment. There are few things as sweet as leaving the house while everyone is still sleeping. No one screaming at me for a bottle, no one yelling that they can't find their shoes and no one barking that they have to go outside. I had looked forward to the appointment for weeks and it fulfilled every one of my expectations. I didn't even balk at the $100 bill because I was going to get to enjoy a salon styled hair-do for an entire day.

I'm sure some of you can see where this is going.

By the time I got home everyone was up. And hungry. We ate breakfast and finished just in time for the Hawks to take the field. So I let Dustin watch his game by himself and took Lauren and Josh upstairs. On a side note, the person who thought of solitary confinement as a punishment obviously did not have children. Lauren and I started to play "Flying Baby"--which is basically a game where I lift her over my head and say "Fly..ing...Ba...by!"

So, just about when I said "Ba" I got an eyeful of puke. It was one of those rare moments when wearing glasses pays off. However, what didn't make it to my eye shot off my glasses and into my freshly coiffed hair. Go figure.

I've always said the reason we don't have anything nice is because we have children (and a very naughty dog). Apparently this also applies to our hair.

The Hawks actually pulled off a win for us on Saturday and since our weekend seems to teeter on the success of the Hawks we were all happy to see the scoreboard in our favor for once this season.

After church on Saturday night Lauren discovered a new position with her foot. She held the position for about 20 minutes leaving Dustin and I in awe.

Ironically, the last time I could touch my foot like that was when I was her age.

Sunday I got up even earlier than the day before and got all ready for the Breast Cancer Walk. Toni, Gretchen and I trekked down in the rain only to have the walk cancelled about 5 minutes after our arrival. So we turned around and headed back home.

After the rain died down Josh and Dustin decided to "harvest" our pumpkins from the surprise pumpkin patch. You didn't believe me...but check these things out!!!


Josh was so proud of his 11 "beautiful" pumpkins and I was proud to save the whole $3.50 it would have cost to buy the things.

All in all, it was a pleasant, relaxing weekend.

Then this morning...Miss Crabby Pants woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Josh just wouldn't wake up. Mattie wouldn't come in from outside. And I couldn't find a decent outfit. These circumstances ended with us running late only to have Lauren puke on my outfit thereby requiring me to change at the last minute. It was at that point I decided that no matter how late we were, Mommy needed to stop for a coffee. Then the nice people at Starbucks finished right on cue and messed up my order. Oh....what else is new?