cooking, playing, schooling,more playing, fair-ing, egging.

sorry but i'm bragging. i made dinner. i actually followed a real,grown up recipe and made meatballs! really now, i know i've been married for almost 14 years and have successfully kept 3 children alive but don't ask me how i've done it.

oh ya, cereal and toast and stoffers lasagna.

i've been gimping along.

however, i've finally decided that it's time to grow up. be a real mom. put on my apron and man-up. (you might remember that i collect aprons and cookbooks. go figure.). i'm destined to be good at this before i die. i can just feel it.

i'm easing into this so bear with me. i'm going to be doing a lot of bragging about my cooking. maybe i'll even share a recipe or two. OR you can go to Pioneer woman. i steal all her recipes. but she doesn't care.

dang nabbit, after 40 years, i'm going to figure this out.

they loved them. max just asked me last night if i could make the meatballs again. "but please mom, can we have those instead of the meatloaf? not really a fan of the meatloaf".

hey, at least i'm trying.


my bff working her tushy off to make my flower beds look purty. she's good like that. she rocks and i'm so 'lucky' to have her. she's my bff. get your own.

and they're off.

the first day of school pics never seem to get easier for them. honestly boys, you know mom is going to make you take them. can we just embrace this time? someday, you'll thank me. or your wife will.

back up, we're still in summer here. my sweet sam0. he looks so old here.

maxwell and his fancy pink net that he picked out himself. he's secure in his manhood. OR he knew neither of his brothers would try and steal it.

attempting to catch bugs. the fish were NOT biting. the bugs were.

my baby.

discovered this at the fair. don't know who painted this but this is an amazing picture of our LC elementary school. now that's talent.

this was one of those moments i wish i could have bottled.

"should we or shouldn't we?"

us at the derby. this is the main reason i go to the fair. or maybe the ONLY reason i go to the fair.
i full on admit, i'm a fair scrooge.

love this little boy.

pictures in the goat barn. jack refusing to cooperate. bless his stubborn little self.

now that i'm cooking, i figured i'd get creative and fun with our breakfast.

ok, who am i kidding? this was a fluke!

but cute, huh??