Tricks/Treats

A bug-eyed lady bug, a scout (or Porter, on a Tuesday as we liked to call his costume) and a rhinocerous. Lizzie definitely has her sibs beat in the "willing to go out on a limb" category.

Trim

I cut Lizzie's hair for the first time... (Before)

(After)

Goal!

Porter, shortly after a wicked-awesome goal a few Saturdays ago!

Coach Dad

Just wanted to give a shout-out to Brice, who works hard all day and still takes time to be a den leader and soccer coach. We always knew he looked like a natural in his scout uniform, but I've learned that he can also carry off the purple coach uniform. We love you dad.

Porter's Tiger Cub Den, at the Armed Forces Museum. (Po is third from left, for those interested)


Riley's soccer team.

Yee-Ha

I didn't ask Riley to pose this way. I really, really didn't. The kids enjoyed dressing up for the recent cowboy day as part of Spirit Week. Growing up, I remember how much fun it was to have a week where you got to wear something different besides your uniform. I guess Lizzie had been growing weary of her usual uniform around the house too....

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We Got A Bobcat!

Porter joined cub scouts this year. Last night he recieved his first patch, Bobcat. Unfortunately, they don't turn the boys upside down to pin it on like when I was a kid.

A Little Less Conversation....

Sometimes it's all you can do to just keep on keeping on when times are tough. With the death of a very close friend recently, I've not taken the time to document too many of the fun, every day moments that our family has been having. My tendency has always been to bury myself in busyness when things are sad, bad, or just plain depressing. How comforting that God gives us our own little refuges to hide in when we just can't deal with talking about the sad things. Our kids have to keep going to soccer practices, scout meetings and ballet, and the world can't stop just because I'm sad. What a relief!

The kids had a great opening day of soccer! Somehow, both of their teams ended up being called "The Cheetahs." Riley's team came up with that name, and Porter thought it was cool enough to suggest to his coach.
I guess Cheetahs aren't really gender specific.