Sunday, October 7, 2007
Sunshines and Goldenrod
Sunday, September 30, 2007
sleeping beauty never looked so good
Maya transformed in Japan from our sweet little baby girl to a three year old princess. She saw this dress and said " Oh! My goodness! I have to buy this pink dress!" with all the DRAMA that a 3 yr. old princess can and certainly does have. WOW! I was shocked because she has never been so dramatic. She didn't stop at the dress either she wanted every pink accessory she could find. She keeps getting all dressed up with her fake fingernails and everything and telling us all "I'm a girl" I love it, every minute of it!
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
And were off.....................
Off to discover Japan!It is a really interesting feeling to be flying ,as a family, from a foreign country (Korea) to a foreign country (Japan) and back to a foreign country (Korea) never setting foot on native soil. We are so excited to see what Japan has in store for us. The picture above has Korea on the left center and Japan in the center. We will be back posting pictures in a couple of weeks.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Curious George
swinging
Mustache




Be sure to check out Ender's mustache that he drew on himself so he could look like a cowboy. I love how it goes way out onto his check. Mustache is Ender's favorite word. He thinks it is super funny to call Jared on the cell and say mustache. The other day after he got home from school he was telling me that he got hurt so he started saying mustache and it was so funny that he felt all better. Is that weird? I think so. Sounds like something Jared would have done. Makes me laugh though. Try it. Mustache !!!!! Ha Ha Ha
Cross eyes are also really funny!
blue Hawaii boots
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Missing MY harvest
So we did it! We took the plunge to bring our family all the way across the Pacific to live in a foreign country. It changes who we are and what we will ever be with every passing day. Let me tell you I appreciate every foreign moment that I have.
The problem is this:
MY OREGON HARVEST IS HAPPENING WITHOUT ME. The smell in the air. The leaves beginning to change color. The fog on the river in the morning. Canning tomatoes and apple pie filling with Dawn. Plum Chutney with Ruthie. Camilla's pork chops and potatoes. Going to Garlands to get all my harvest plants for my front door. Cinderella pumpkins from Davis Family Farms. Gourds. Corn. Martha's Thanksgiving and Halloween magazine. Pumpkin Pie. Apple turn overs and black berry buckle. The pumpkin patch. The corn maze. Pumpkin pie ice cream. The farmer's market. Kettle Corn. Hiking at Bald Hill. Cub foods getting 8 cent a pound pumpkins. Riding bikes on the path to the covered bridge. All the Beaver Believers coming out every weekend and filling the town with the feeling of joy and tradition. And may we never forget a vanilla steamer. So live it up ladies. Love your harvest.
What a wonderful thing to realize all the joy and beauty that is MY harvest in life. These are my traditions.
The problem is this:
MY OREGON HARVEST IS HAPPENING WITHOUT ME. The smell in the air. The leaves beginning to change color. The fog on the river in the morning. Canning tomatoes and apple pie filling with Dawn. Plum Chutney with Ruthie. Camilla's pork chops and potatoes. Going to Garlands to get all my harvest plants for my front door. Cinderella pumpkins from Davis Family Farms. Gourds. Corn. Martha's Thanksgiving and Halloween magazine. Pumpkin Pie. Apple turn overs and black berry buckle. The pumpkin patch. The corn maze. Pumpkin pie ice cream. The farmer's market. Kettle Corn. Hiking at Bald Hill. Cub foods getting 8 cent a pound pumpkins. Riding bikes on the path to the covered bridge. All the Beaver Believers coming out every weekend and filling the town with the feeling of joy and tradition. And may we never forget a vanilla steamer. So live it up ladies. Love your harvest.
What a wonderful thing to realize all the joy and beauty that is MY harvest in life. These are my traditions.
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