Catch Up

I am giving myself 15 minutes to blog. I am hopelessly behind, but the house is a disaster waiting to be cleaned. And the dishes don't clean themselves. Too bad I can't sing a princess song and have the birds clean it for me. We have a ladybug infestation, so they can help too. (On a side note, having a ladybug infestation is way better than having spiders, fruit flies, and ants. All of which Ryan and I have experienced at some point in our marriage. Ladybugs are pretty slow, and Lily loves killing them, so it works!)

Did you know that Jackson, my mom, and I went to Texas in September? Because we did. We got to see my sister Lisa and her cute family.

There was some book reading.

 

Popsicle trying.

 

Brain freezes.

 

Chickens.

 

And feeding of deer. Nbd.

 

Oh, and let's not forget flirting.

(Too bad Kaelyn is afraid of babies.)

 

 

It was a fun trip. Jackson loved hanging out with kids kinda his age.

We also celebrated Halloween. Jackson was supposed to be Charlie Brown, but that unfortunately did not happen. (I may or may not have sent his costume to Utah by accident.) So instead, he was a FIRE BREATHING DRAGON!

Blogger is being slow, so you will get a pic next time. Instead, here is Jackson carving a pumpkin for the first time. Don't let his face fool you, he loved it! Getting dirty and slimy is right up his alley.

My little dragon trick or treated at 3 different houses. He even carried his own Halloween bag like a champ, although he didn't understand why people were sticking bowls of candy in his face. Mommy and Daddy were nice enough to eat his candy for him the next day.

Well, housecleaning time. Yay. And FYI, Jackson has been sick with the flu since Thursday. He started feeling better yesterday, but has since broken out in hives and has had bad abdominal pain due to a milk allergy. The poor boy has been miserable for nearly a week  and will hardly let me put him down--hence why the house is a disaster.

On a side note: We ran out of formula yesterday, so I had to put Jackson in the car and venture to the grocery store. It was probably a good thing because we didn't even have a can of corn or milk for cold cereal. As I was loading the groceries into the car, a nice older man probably noticed my disheveled appearance (picture crazy hair, mismatching clothes, and no makeup), and without question loaded the rest of the groceries into my car and took the cart for me. It was a welcomed act of kindness. He told me that you never know--one day he might need help and he hopes there will be someone to help him then. Thank you, kind stranger. You made my day.