My Little Cadet

Here's my little cadet. I can't believe he is old enough to be going to cadets at church. He is so snapping cute in his little shirt and kerchief. He earned the kerchief by being able to recite his landmarks (don't ask me... ;) I especially love the part about promising to obey his parents. Can I get that in writing for him in ten years?

Sonnor

Sara and Connor were busy after school... creating! Sara came up with an idea for making her own boardgame on some paper. They made Ya! cards. These were the challenges that had to be completed. There were music and dancing challenges, mad libs, carnival cards to buy things with (kisses and hugs), and acting challenges. They made a BIN which was a grab bin that contained many little mini prizes. After supper, we had to play it all together. It was quite a fun game!

Trying it out for the first time...

A "Mad Lib" Ya! card...


The inventive creators...

The board...

Thanks, Sara and Connor for entertaining us again this evening! Maybe we should contact Hasbro and see if they're looking for a new game for their line-up!

PS: They named it "Sonnor". Can you figure out why?

For the Beauty of the Earth...

Don't you love fall??

Don't you love fall even more when the kids are old enough to help with the job of leaves??

Ahhh... this is what we've been waiting for!!

November 2

November 2 will always be a special day for our family. 43 years ago Annette Grace was joyfully welcomed by her parents after a long wait. Each year thereafter, the second of November was met with great celebration and joy. While this family only got to celebrate 41 of these milestones with her here on this earth, we will continue to mark this special day. Our celebrations will be much more quiet, if not silent. But we will celebrate with joy. Joy for the years we had. Joy for the person she was. Joy because she helped make the people we are today. Joy because she now celebrates her new life eternally. Joy because we have the hope of being together again. Our joy may be shadowed with a longing and missing, and yes, even sadness. But we will have joy.