Oh, Baby Baby!

In no particular order I offer you pictures of our 2015 crop of babies.

There are only four babies and three mommas.  It just looks like we have fifty!

  

  

 

 

 

 

 

BOOM!!!

One tired mom

Two hours

Six kids

Almost one hundred trampolines

Add that together and it equals

One happy bunch enjoying a Friday night at House of Boom

Happy Friday!

Spell chekk - again

In the past, I would have said something such as 'I ride in the car with my family.'

Now?

It would be more correct to say 'I writhe in the car with my family.'

WRITHE

[rīT͟H]

VERB

1. make continual twisting, squirming movements or contortions of the body: 

   "he writhed in agony on the ground" · 

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   synonyms: squirm · wriggle · thrash · flail · toss · 

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   • (writhe in/with/at) 
     respond with great emotional or physical discomfort to (a violent or unpleasant feeling or thought): 
     "she bit her lip, writhing in suppressed fury"

   
   

   
   

   
   

   
   

   I am living the definition of writhe. 

   Joy riding has been replaced with fear writhing while buckled in the passenger seat. I see no end to this situation. 

   
   

   Anyone who says their prayer life is lacking has never ridden with a sixteen year old driver in rush hour traffic. 

   
   

   Just sayin'.

   
   

   
   

   
   

   
   

   
   

   Oh. And to recover from my rather stressful car ride, I sought refuge in my bedroom. 

   
   

   And found this....

   

   
   

   
   

   Yeah. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

   
   

   

   
   

   Sigh. 

Because Spellchechk....

 NOvember is half over.  We have enjoyed our extra time playing and reading.  Grace and Grant find themselves with time to do things otherwise neglected in preference for watching television or playing video games.

Part of that free time was spent at the BMX track, and I DID take pictures.  I forgot I snapped a couple on my phone.

But last night NOvember gave me the biggest laugh I've had in a while....

I was gone most of the evening driving John to and from All-County Band practice.  Though Emily was home working on homework, she left Grace and Grant to entertain themselves.

They chose to make a book of their favorite Pokemon characters. They even gave their book a cover page.  Unfortunately, they didn't use spellcheck when they made it.

And much to my surprise it was Grace who misspelled 'pitchures'.  I fully expected it to have been Grant.  The funniest part came when they both agreed that by marking out the H they now had the word spelled correctly.  

I didn't have the heart to tell them otherwise.  It's okay.  

We are from Kentucky you know.

Here are a few of the thirty or so PITCURES they drew last night....

I totally do not understand their pokemon world, but they take it very seriously.  They talk at great length about attacks, hit points, powers, etc.

I smile and nod as if I am really contributing to the conversation.  They don't seem to mind my lack of real knowledge as long as I'm interested in what they're telling me.

That's all that matters.  Well, that....

along with telling them how to really spell PITCURES!

Someday.