September's Happenings

Here are some random items from our past little while.

A broken garage door--to say the least.

Those little dents at the bottom were due to monsoon microburst winds.

Those broken shards of glass were not.

They were due to a garage door fix-it man who "messed up" (in his words), shattered the glass, suffered a major six-inch-glass-shard-going-through-hand injury, knocked on my door asking me to drive him to the emergency room whilst I am staring at a large pool of blood quickly collecting on my garage floor and me saying, "Um....uh..." and trying not to faint. I gave the poor guy an old lime green towel, a gatorade (ya know, so he wouldn't go into shock), and told him to put out his cigarette (for I imagine smoking is not good when you are losing blood).

{sigh}

It all worked out, the man was back at work that night (wow) after some stitches, and our garage is as good as new, if you'd like to drive by.

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Lots of delightful dress-up time.

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(Look how tall our Paige is!!)

Fall Soccer and Volleyball began. I have no pics from the games yet, but this is Dad in the backyard with the kiddos "running drills" and other official athleticism.

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Steve had a birthday bash. The kids had picked out a Shark book from the book order "because Daddy loves Sharks, Mom!"

Which is true.

And, bonus, this book comes with 3-D glasses. Scary!

The other gifts included items from our pantry that the kids wanted to wrap.

Ya know, some of Dad's faves like salsa, kleenex, and mints.

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Oh, and also, there's this.

I know, it doesn't look "positive"...which is why there are two.

But I really took three.

I mean, four.

Just to make sure.

Since, you do that when you're in shock.

In a good way.

13 weeks and the little pumpkin (also known as the "Owens' Final Installment") is so far, so good, according to the many ultrasounds.

I have been not-so-good in my fog-like state of nausea and exhaustion.

But life seems a little rosier now,

and I remember that food tastes good.

Though it still doesn't exactly smell good.

Yay for babies!