Pumpkin Party

The food is piled willy nilly in the kitchen and there aren’t enough bowls to go around.

There are people carving pumpkins on the table and people carving pumpkins on the floor. jack-o-laterensThe house is getting hot and the kids are getting loud.

Friends have come with mere hours notice, food and pumpkin carvers in hand.

Now they rummage through the kitchen to find spoons, dinner and drinks.

Great Gramps grew the pumpkins and John made the chili. Great Gramps and Jane Halloween is still my least favorite holiday but in this moment…#rawrlove pumpkin

… in this moment, it’s the best.

Birthday Breakfast

Today is John’s birthday.

Today, because I love him like no other, I woke early with the girls and we made his favorite breakfast together.

Today, because his girls adore him, they woke him up hours earlier than necessary to serve him breakfast in bed and shower him with gifts.

John and the girls

Today, my second shift working love and I were reminded that birthdays with kids are different.

Good, but different.

Happy Birthday Honey!

 

The One Armed Fisherwoman

So I have this mother, and she broke her arm. But she’s my mother, so she’s still doing things that normal people wouldn’t do, like trying to catch trout on a fly rod – with only her left arm.

Dont' forget to admire the boat Dad made this last winter!

Dont’ forget to admire the boat Dad made this last winter!

Turns out, with enough assistants she can catch a trout on a fly rod with only her left arm!Mom's one armed trout

A few days later my mom and I found ourselves watching our friend fish for carp off of our family’s pier.The prettiest carp fishing picture.

This is the family pier on the property where my mom grew up and still lives.  I grew up there and visit often.

We have both done lots of fishing off the pier.

But never, ever, has either of us gone carp fishing.

So, of course, we teased him – cause that’s what you do when you’ve just been fly fishing and you are watching someone catch giant ugly fish using corn as bait. Carp fishing gear

He even had his daughter and her little princess pole rigged for carp. A carp fishergirlSo we teased him about that too.

Right in the midst of a large amount of friendly banter on the merits and supposed fun of carp fishing, his daughter ran off to play with mine and handed my mom her little princess fishing pole.

Which is when I told my mom that while she could catch a trout on a fly line, I didn’t believe she could catch a carp on a princess pole.

But, if she has enough assistants…

fishing

Look at that! A picture with me, the designated “reeler” in it! Photos by Cory.

…she can do that too!

Two carp in the net

Ok, so the pictures above were from later. But mom and I really did work together to pull in one of the carp in the net using that tiny pink princess pole. Cory already had just netted one of his own and we made him get ours in the net too before we lost it. A memorable first carp catching experience!

And that’s when we stopped teasing… One armed carp fisherwoman…and asked nicely for an adult-sized pole of our own to use!

 

When Mom Goes Down…

We’ve all been there, the family ship is cruising along, life is good – and then the mom goes down. What had been smooth sailing is suddenly rudderless chaos.

And when that mom also answers to the titles of daughter and grandma the ship doesn’t just flounder, it crashes in fantastic Titanic form. It sinks in a way that ripples across the generations and pulls in an army of helpers to do what one woman’s right arm used to accomplish all on it’s own.

But my mom and her army are getting things done.

Nobody is exempt from the draft in this army!

Nobody is exempt from the draft in this army!

“Who says a one-armed grandma and a five year old can’t pick rocks?”Clara and Mom pick rocks

Ummm… Sorry mom.

Nobody says that.

Nobody would have even thought to challenge a lady who had recently broken her humerus so high up as to be considered part of her shoulder, to a rock picking contest, with or without a five year old.

But if they had, you guys totally would have won.

The rocks have been picked, the baby chicks have arrived and the garden is planted…but the sheep are coming.

So, if my posts are a bit spotty, please forgive me, I’m part of the army that’s saving the Titanic.

 

Florida!

“Mom, do you know two reasons I’m glad to be home? Not having to wear sunscreen all the time and knowing what kind of flies are here.” -Ivy

But the sunscreen was worth it…

And, as much as Ivy hated those biting flies, braving a few strange bugs for this kind of wildlife?

Not a problem!

Thanks Granny and Gramps for a trip full of great memories!Granny and Great Gramps

Now we’ll do our best to warm up the weather for you before you get home!

Egg Hunt – Jonas Style

Give in to the crazy whims of the horde of adults enthusiastically telling you to pick up the egg on the ground.

Jonas

Wonder what you should do with it.Jonas

Consider snuggling with it.Jonas & Tyler

Consider putting it in the bag.Jonas & Tyler

SMASH the egg into the bag with enthusiasm!Jonas & Tyler

Repeat until your bag is full of nicely cracked eggs to take home.

 

Jonas is, of course, my super cute nephew who came to visit for the weekend. He was even nice enough to bring his mom and dad down for a visit too!

 

Family Time

Here in Wisconsin we’ve survived another ten days of a family gatherings and deer hunting, culminating in our big Thanksgiving meal.

It can run you through the wringer, a week of that.

While spending time with family is always pleasant, it can sometimes be a bit bemusing…

Jane

A night of human foosball can leave you feeling like this in the morning…Ivy pretending to sleep

There are always some great times…John with spike buck

But there is this thing about spending time with family. Sometimes, no matter how much you love them, they can be a bit like… well… a bit like having someone take a drill to your head.Clara "drilling" Johnny

Hope your holiday was great and that your “drill moments” came with as big of smiles as ours did!