Its a bird, Its a plane, No its Superman (AKA- Blake in his halloween costume)

Blake insisted on being superman this year even though he has never seen the movie nor have we really ever talked about superman. But he LOVES the costume and loves to wear it whenever he can. Kayce is going to be a ladybug this year. She is not as crazy about her costume, probably because she knows that it will be 100% degrees outside on Halloween night and her costume is fleece. That is the downfall of living in Florida around the holidays. It is very hard to find costumes that are made for hot weather. So all of the parents torture the kids by dressing them in hot costumes for the sake of some Halloween fun. I am one of those parents. Today, after both kids got their flu shots, we went to the park and almost suffered from heat stroke. It is so sad to see everyone enjoying fall weather and we are still enjoying the hot Florida weather. Oh well!!!! Here are the pics of the kids in their Halloween Costumes.

I'm Back!!!

It has been a while since my last post and here is why. The kids and I flew to Atl on the 25th of Sept. We met my parents and then we all drove to Ky to see family. Then we came back to Atl and went to Darrens parents until last Monday, Columbus Day. We had a great time but it sure does make us homesick. It does not help that Blake cries when we have to come home. He loves being with his grandparents and I feel horrible that he does not get to spend more time with them. So now we are home and getting back into the swing of things. This harder than one might think. Blake loves to help me get things put away but his version of put away and my version are two different ideas. I am still trying to get clothes put up. Today while I was feeding Kayce, Blake decided to help around the house. I did not think anything of this and paid no attention. All of a sudden I heard something fall and a little voice say, "Sorry mommy". I did not even want to look around the corner, but when I did, I saw part of our door frame on the ground and Blake standing there with his play hammer. To his benefit, the door frame was already cracked, but it was by no means hanging off. Then he looked at me with big sad eyes and said," that was my fault, I am sorry" and walked into his room and put himself in time-out. I felt horrible for him but at the same time was fuming inside because I know what a task it will be to fix it. But since he was already punishing himself, I did not have to. What a morning!!