Another dose of MAGIC

We were lucky enough to have a little more of that kind of mom and dad magic around our house a few weeks ago. Grandpa, Grandma and Russell came out to stay with us for the weekend. I feel awful for a couple of reasons-- first one being that the kids were sick-- fevers,coughs, buggy noses---all the good stuff. Second--because we didn't get to do much--we mainly just hung out at around the house and then showed them around--. And lastly because I am a horrible photographer. I meant to take pictures numerous times-- to document the different things that we got to do- like:

-Grandma and Russell picking up Samantha from school

-Russell, Samantha playing together and having a blast

-Putting the puzzles together (again and again)

-Mike and Grandpa fixing things around the house (boring pics-- but I think important, none the less!)

-Eating DELICIOUS ice cream at Jenni's

We LOVED having them here with us. We loved to have the chance to show them a little of the reasons why we have come to LOVE Columbus. We are so grateful for all that they did to help us. We love you guys!

My Best Friend

A few days ago I overheard this conversation taking place in the back of the van:

Collin: "Samba, you're my best friend"

Samantha: "I know"

Me: Smiling (and maybe a few tears in my eyes)

Halloween (week)

Here's a review of our Halloween Week:

Started the week off with carving pumpkins. The kids drew their design and Mike carved it..

Standing behind their pumpkins...

Decorated sugar cookies with the Elders.....

Had yummy donuts...

Cornbread with a pumpkin design


Trick or Treating...(not on Halloween here in Columbus-- it always takes place the last Thursday from 6-8pm- different- but good, I guess)



On Halloween night...my favorite -Chili and scones ---YUM.

(side story...at dinner Collin wanted to dress up again in his costume, while Collin is in costume- he is Superman-not Super Collin- not Collin but Superman. While we were eating, Mike said

"I like Superman, but I sure miss my Collin" Immediately, Collin was silent-- we look over- and with tears in his eyes and his little lip quivering-- he said"I don't want to be Superman anymore, I want to be Collin again" - such a tender hearted little dude.

Later that night, we gathered on our bed-- with delicious chocolate candy bars (from Grandpa and Grandma Taylor) and the traditional and always yummy Popcorn Factory box of surprises(Gra and Papa) we ate more junk and watched "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown"



Good times and Good memories. I still don't really like Halloween-- but having kids makes it pretty great.

The good 'ol times...(almost)

A couple weeks ago we were lucky to have the Flanagans down from Michigan. Brian had a interview here- so Jena and the kids tagged along. My title of this post was exactly how it was -- and the reason it was "almost" was because we were missing a few key people---the Perry's. (Luckily we are all getting together over the Christmas break!!)
It was great because the kids played- Jena and I just talked-- it was super low key- but I couldn't have asked for anything better. I have said this before-- and it won't be the last time either- Jena and Tasha were EXACTLY what Heavenly Father knew I needed those first two (really,really) hard years of medical school. I love those girls- and I love their families. And I am so thankful for our association with them.

Here's a few shots of our short time together

This one is actually from a few years ago- when Collin LOVED to hold and be by baby Molly- I had to put this in because....

Look at them now! Hilarious :)



All of them piled on our bed watching a movie

Playing games

These two got along SO well-- which is funny because is Kirksville they hardly played together- now they'd be the best of buds-

I actually stole this off of Jena's blog (sorry!) I just had to get a copy

November 1

It's funny how just saying a date brings on so many emotions. As yesterday came and went, I thought a lot about my dad and I thought a lot about my family in general. I think back over the last 15 years and how our lives are different because of losing our dad so early. But there is something that I don't think a single one of us can deny- and that is- we are a closer family- we each have grown in ways that only that experience could teach us. My family is so important to me- I love each one of my brothers and sisters so much-- I consider them to be some of my closest friends. We all know what is going on in each others lives--I love talking to them on the phone--we laugh and have a blast when we're together-- we support each other-- we pray for each other. Sure we've had our rough patches-- but our love for each other remains the same.

I am grateful for our parents who raised us the way that they did. I am grateful for the love and support that I've always felt. I am grateful for a dad- who lived his life in the way that he did-- that even though he is no longer living--we each strive to pattern our own lives after his. I am grateful for a mom-- who didn't falter for a second after losing a husband with 6 young kids.-She picked up and carried on-- even when I know it was probably more than she could bare. She did an amazing job being the mother and the father. I am grateful for the way she helps to keep us all close- and for her CONSTANT love and sacrifice.
I am grateful for our eternal family-- I am grateful that one day hearing and seeing the date November 1 won't hurt so bad-- I am grateful to know I will see my dad again.