I have a few things to blog before the main event of today is shared. It is Nash's 8th birthday. What a special gift from God he is to our family. There will be more to come on the events of the day at a later post. They are all chillin' with Dad right now.
Just a day or two before we left for holidays Nate got into the baby powder. I walked into his room and he was in his closet with powder all over him and the floor. I screeched, "NATE!" Then I told him not to move and I grabbed the camera. I really scared him cause he knew he was busted. He was not impressed with me snapping pictures but it was pretty funny and thanfully it was only powder. We had a talk and he did say he would not do that again.
Saturday Jess had a soccer game. She scored right at the beginning off the game. She was thrilled and feeling fairly positive about the outcome. Well, needless to say there was one girl on the other team who pretty much dominated the whole game and before ya knew it, the score was 14-2 at the end. Half way through the game Jess was so bummed but by the end she had turned that frown upside down and had a great time. Thanks for the great attitude Jess..you rock!!
On another thankful note...this morning for Nash's bithday breakfast we decided to got to Tim Horton's before the kids class. I was not even out of the subdivision and the police had me pulled over. I had not come to a complete stop at the stop sign, not sure if I ever do there. She took awhile writing the ticket and then came to the window to deliver and had crossed through it 'warning'. I was so thankful. It would of been a 167 fine..ouch. So there was one of those teachable moments with all 4 kids in the truck. Mommy was wrong and I need to obey the law and that was such a kind police lady to just warn me. After that I was showing the kids what a complete stop feels like. arrrggg She lives at the corner where this happened and probably sees tons of people in the subdivision do that. Anyhow thank you to our nice police lady neighbor for the warning. So we no longer had time to go in and have breakfast we just ran in and got our treats and ate in the truck on the way to class.
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The baby powder picture made me laugh. It reminded me of when Samuel was about 3 or 4, he went to the bathroom and was gone awhile. I went to check on him and he had cut his hair!! I was mortified and scared him half to death. He cried once he saw me crying and vowed to never do it again (which he never did). He had cut it so far up the forehead that even buzzing it did not fix it.
I always hid the scissors up really high so he could not get them. Well, he still got them. They were on a top shelf high up. He must have climbed on the counter and found them. Oh my... memories....
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