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    Back in the Garden

    Grandpa came for a visit just before Halloween. We always love when Grandpa comes to visit. The kids love spending time with him. Phil and I do too, but we also love that having Grandpa here means we can slip out after the kids are in bed for little date nights. I think we went out to the movies three nights in a row! Always a fun little bonus when Grandpa is here.                                                                

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    Typical

    I am bound and determined to catch up on posts before the end of this year. I’m gonna do it. Positive thinking. Determined little train. Pumping self up. Though, maybe I’ve gotta up my game from posting twice a week to really make it happen. And… this may not be the best month to tackle extra ambition. Uuuuuuggggghhhhh.   Anyhoo. I’m going to keep plugging along. Even if it means posting the pictures from inside our house even though I struggle with shooting inside our dark house. And even though the clutter drives me nuts. And even though the story might not be particularly poignant but totally mundane instead. Because…

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    Pumpkin Picking

    Let’s go! We said. Where? They said. You’ll see. We said. They were skeptical.   That is, until we drove into the dusty dirt parking lot and Mikey cried out, “Hey! I remember this place!” Then it was all smiles and cheer. Oh they of little faith.                                                                                                       Now maybe they won’t be as skeptical the next time we spring…

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    Universal

    Driving by those billboards advertising Universal Studio’s “buy one day get the whole next year free!” one too many times and we finally caved. And went. Right after they had set up all their super scary super gross Halloween decorations. Parents of the year, right here. So, after we made it into the park with the three older kids walking with their heads ducked down staring straight at the ground and clutching onto our shirts to guide them, and Jonah cluelessly staring wide-eyed at all the creepy dummies and repeatedly asking me why all the mean, scary guys were looking so mean and scary, we concluded that there was just…