Best Buns in Town

Yum.

Halloween

One little punkin and a cowgirl (who was oft mistaken for a cowboy--poor kiddo).

Total cost? Nada.

Shirt, hat, bandana and pumpkin costume: borrowed

Vest: I turned a paper sack inside out, cut out a pattern and stapled the pieces together. Then I soaked it in water, crumpled it in a ball and let it dry in the sun to give it a weathered leather look.

And in the grand tradition of the S. family Sage carried a pillowcase to stash her candy in.

Yeehaw!































Shane was out of town in Colorado. He missed seeing our kiddos all dressed up but he did catch a Halloween parade. Here's our favorite costume from that night:
























P.S. Pretty sure that name tag says "Brother Locos" as in in "Brother Crazy." Ha! He's loco if he doesn't know that he's holding a treasure in his hands.

All our bags are packed, we're ready to go.

Goodbye OC and hello Boulder, Colorado.

In 2 weeks.

We'll miss wonderful friends, beautiful beaches and practically perfect weather but we're excited for a new adventure.

First Talk

Last Sunday Sage gave her first talk. The topic was my family and I can serve others. A week before I asked her some questions and put her answers together into a short little talk. We practiced all week and by Sunday morning she was ready...talk memorized and story of the Great Samaritan (her change of adjectives) down pat.

The moment of truth came and she stood at the podium quietly whispering the first line then her voice got louder and more confident as she finished up. Then came time to tell the story, "I don't wanna tell it." Sage exited stage right and sat down in her chair.

Guess we'll try again.

Here's the talk:

Jesus served people. He was nice and He took care of people. Serving people means: bringing them to church, inviting them to play, inviting them to dinner, praying for them. I feel good when I serve people.

This is what I find when I wake up in the morning.

And this is why I love him so much.

Like Mother Like Daughter

Sage wanted to try pumping.

Why I Love Shane-Part 6

This morning Shane grabbed a slice of freshly baked pumpkin bread on his way out the door. Later, when I walked into the kitchen to cut a slice for myself I noticed the end piece (cue the Hallelujah chorus) waiting for me on the cooling rack. Sweet Shane saved my most favorite part. It sure is wonderful that in this crazy world someone loves me enough to remember that I love the crusty, crunchy goodness of the end slice.