The Powdered Sugar Incident

Corey and his dad built new shelves for my pantry. I guess now the powdered sugar is a little too easy for a two-year-old to reach.

A Governor Under Our Roof

He makes a pretty cute Governor William Bradford, don't you think?
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Practicing "Knock Knock" Jokes

Anniversary Number 11

I woke up this morning to two vases full of flowers, and a gift. He got me the first six seasons of The Cosby Show - the best sitcom of all time. Wholesome TV; now that's a novel idea.

Eve of the Eleventh

Cuz when I looked into your eyes
And you dared to stare right back
You should've said "Nice to meet you, I'm your other half"
Relient K

11 things I like about the man I've been married to for 11 years.

1. He is funny. Sometimes even hilarious.
2. He doesn't like make-up so much. Woo-hoo!!
3. We share an intense love of chocolate chip cookie dough. Why bake cookies when the dough is so darn good?
4. He builds things - furniture, wooden "treasure" boxes, new pantry shelves, houses...
5. He has an incredible voice. Pair that with his guitar playing, and it is wonderful. Did you know that he sang at All-State?
6. He thinks I'm beautiful.
7. He lets our boys be boys.
8. Sometimes he makes supper. And I'm not talking mac and cheese. He can make a real meal with a real recipe. And he does it all because he knows I don't like to cook.
9. He is a servant. If there is a need he can help with, he will do it.
10. He doesn't care that I never notice when he gets his haircut. (Owen always notices though.)
11. He loves Jesus.

The Autograph

Corey took Owen to a Skillet concert on Friday. One of opening bands' drummers signed Owen's arm. I looked at it on Saturday and told him that I didn't think that guy knew how to spell, because I couldn't read his name. Owen assured me that they travel all over the world, and he probably wrote it in Japanese. What a hoot!

My Pro Football Players

I guess Lewis didn't catch the drift when I said, "look mean." My Vikings had a wonderful time trick-or-treating in their costumes from Grandma. She made the pants and the pads to go with the jerseys. Now we are all on sugar-highs. I'm sure their teeth are rotting as I speak.

The MotherLoad! I need to train Lewis on which candies to pick though. He chose way too many Mounds and Milky Way. Bring on the Snickers and the Reece's Peanut Butter Cups.