I feel like we have been celebrating Halloween forever, with all the school parties and a community outreach with our church, but tonight is the official night and my little ladybug, cowgirl, and buckeye football player are off trick or treating. I am manning my usual station, hoping for lots of cute little bumble bees and princesses to knock on my door. I have only seen three, but one was an incredibly cute yoda with a homemade knit hat. Happy Halloween!

I was thinking all day yesterday that I needed to post something for Macie on her birthday. I never really found the words...

So, the girls just "love" that I sing all kinds of goofy songs around the house to remind them of things or wake them up or whatever. Well, I made up a corny little song about them- so here is Macie's verse in honor of her 4th birthday.


There is a litte Mace I know
And she can't grasp the power she holds
To light a room with just her smile
Contagious joy out running wild
Huggie bugs and Tootsie toes
Loving on poor puppy's nose
Helping Mama's garden grow
Precious baby girl, my precious baby girl


Jamie loves to remind me that I was ready to stop at two daughters before we got pregnant with Macie. What a tragedy that would have been. The best word I come up with is Joy. I really wasn't too sad on her birthday. I never cried or got depressed. At one moment tears welled up a little bit watching her ride the balloon ride with Jamie at the MOA, but not for sadness, just because I am so very blessed. She is a gift.

Macie turns 4 on Monday. I find that incredibly depressing.

September is past and we are in the swing of school and soccer, although Isabelle is still a little sleepy on school mornings. :)




And with the girls at school Macie and I have a lot of time to ourselves, so we have been busy doing important stuff like perfecting our airplane skills...





and working on our pizza making(she has some potential if she will stop eating all the cheese!).





Listen! the wind is rising,
and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings,
now for October eves!

—Humbert Wolfe