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Thursday, October 30, 2008
North West River Park
Sunday after Church we went to North West River Park to get some photos of Ryan, we were supposed to be doing this at 3 mths, 6 mths and 9 mths and then at 1 year, so far we/I have been way off on all of them! Need to get my act together! Anyway here are some of the pics, the lightening was perfect and the colors were great, Jenny did a great job of selecting everyones wardrobe. Now all we have to do is keep David from closing his eyes when the camera goes click!
Soccer
Saturday I was able to finally get to one of Elijah's Soccer Games, I really enjoy going and hate that I have missed so many, hopefully I will be able to make it again this Saturday, which already promises to be a busy day, We have the trunk or treat and haunted forest hayride here at 6:30 pm, Family Dog Club Open House between 12 & 4, Chloe has Cheerleading that I am hoping I can attend and Elijah has a soccer game that I would love to watch. He is such a good player!
Who ever said life slowed down when you got to be 60 was crazy, I feel busy then ever!
Who ever said life slowed down when you got to be 60 was crazy, I feel busy then ever!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
NADAC Agility Trial
This was Jordan & Fitch's 2nd NADAC Trial and I must say they did really well considering Jordan had been really sick and we were not sure until the last minute if she would be able to go...but she rallied and came away with a Qualifying score! Way to go Jordan and Fitch.
Yes that is two ribbons one First place and one qualifying ribbon. YES!
Yes that is two ribbons one First place and one qualifying ribbon. YES!
This is Cosmos one of Fitch's class mates.
And Billy Bob at the starting line, one of Rita's dogs but run by Katie.
This is Maggie a sheltie also in Fitch's class
Another Maggie a cattle dog also in Fitch's class
And Finally Rita, Jordan and Fitchs instructor.
I might add that I am beginning to get a complex of sorts every time we enter it rains! and Sat was not exception! When we just go to watch and take photos, the weather is clear and sunny.
And Billy Bob at the starting line, one of Rita's dogs but run by Katie.
This is Maggie a sheltie also in Fitch's class
Another Maggie a cattle dog also in Fitch's class
And Finally Rita, Jordan and Fitchs instructor.
I might add that I am beginning to get a complex of sorts every time we enter it rains! and Sat was not exception! When we just go to watch and take photos, the weather is clear and sunny.Monday, October 20, 2008
For all my Mom Friends
A friend forwarded this to me and I really loved the sentiment and thought I would share w/ all of you.
Invisible Mother......
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response,
the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone
and ask to be taken to the store.
Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?'
Obviously, not.
No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor,
or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all.
I'm invisible. The invisible Mom. Some days I am only a pair of hands,
nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?
Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a
clock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer,
'What number is the Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around
5:30 , please.'
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the
eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated sum a cum laude
- but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be
seen again. She's going; she's going; she is gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of
a friend from England ... Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous
trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I
was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so
well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was
feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully
wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the
great cathedrals of Europe . I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription:
'To Charlotte , with admiration for the greatness of what you are
building when no one sees.'
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would
discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after
which I could pattern my work:
No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of
their names.
These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished.
They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes
of God saw everything.
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the
cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a
tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man,
'Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that
will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it.' And the
workman replied, 'Because God sees.'
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place.
It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you,
Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one
around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn
on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile
over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become.'
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a
disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my
own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.
I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As
one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see
finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.
The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could
ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing
to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend
he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My Mom gets up at 4
in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a
turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table.'
That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just
want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to
say to his friend, to add, 'you're gonna love it there.'
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if
we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world
will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that
has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Invisible Mother......
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response,
the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone
and ask to be taken to the store.
Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?'
Obviously, not.
No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor,
or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all.
I'm invisible. The invisible Mom. Some days I am only a pair of hands,
nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?
Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a
clock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer,
'What number is the Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around
5:30 , please.'
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the
eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated sum a cum laude
- but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be
seen again. She's going; she's going; she is gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of
a friend from England ... Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous
trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I
was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so
well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was
feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully
wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the
great cathedrals of Europe . I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription:
'To Charlotte , with admiration for the greatness of what you are
building when no one sees.'
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would
discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after
which I could pattern my work:
No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of
their names.
These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished.
They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes
of God saw everything.
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the
cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a
tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man,
'Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that
will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it.' And the
workman replied, 'Because God sees.'
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place.
It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you,
Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one
around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn
on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile
over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become.'
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a
disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my
own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.
I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As
one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see
finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.
The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could
ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing
to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend
he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My Mom gets up at 4
in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a
turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table.'
That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just
want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to
say to his friend, to add, 'you're gonna love it there.'
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if
we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world
will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that
has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Night Lights
Saturday night we drove up into the hills around New Albany to take some pictures of the city, (not shown here) then we drove down to the waterfront to take some pictures of Louisville from across the river, they turned out pretty good considering we didnt have a tripod with us.
We also took some with the fish eye lens...
We also took some with the fish eye lens...
Pumpkin Painting
After picking pumpkins we got down to some serious pumpkin painting with some small pumpkins we had picked up. 
The finished products!!! Handsome huh!
The finished products!!! Handsome huh!Hubers Farm, New Albany, Indiana
Thursday afternoon we left for a whirlwind trip to Indiana to visit Sarah, Ed and Adam and Rachael we were hoping to get away from here early Thursday morning, but the best laid plans of man and mice, well you know how that goes...it was 2 pm before we were able to get away and being so late we spent the night at the 1/2 way mark in Beckley, WV. We arrived at Sarah's in time for lunch and to pick Adam up from school.
Saturday we drove up to Hubers Farm for some pumpkin picking the pumpkins were huge and plentiful!
We got to go for a tractor ride out to the pumpkin fields.............
This pumpkin or this one???
Loading our pumpkins for the return trip...
Saturday we drove up to Hubers Farm for some pumpkin picking the pumpkins were huge and plentiful!
We got to go for a tractor ride out to the pumpkin fields.............
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Hunt Club Farm
Yesterday we went to Hunt Club Farm, I love taking pumpkin pictures.
Ryan and Isabella were great models, even Grace!
The weather was perfect! but I think $6 a person entry fee was a bit much even if it did include the hay ride. It was $3 without the hayride, I think Jordan and I paid a buck a piece for the ride at Heritage Days.
The cat was cool he posed for the photos, he sat up laid down did everything but roll over, then he yawned and strolled off. Typical!
What a handsome boy he looks so much like his dad, its almost dejavue being around him.Ryan and Isabella were great models, even Grace!
The weather was perfect! but I think $6 a person entry fee was a bit much even if it did include the hay ride. It was $3 without the hayride, I think Jordan and I paid a buck a piece for the ride at Heritage Days.
The cat was cool he posed for the photos, he sat up laid down did everything but roll over, then he yawned and strolled off. Typical!
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Birthday Dinner at Kyoto's
Last Tuesday was my birthday, and Friday the only evening we had free we went to dinner at Kyotos with almost all the family and some friends, here's half the table. Kyotos is one of those resturants where they cook the food at your table and put on quite a show..I love just watching the kids faces and of course taking pictures.
Here's Ryan sampling a lemon, not on the menu but stolen from Grandpa's water.
The show, the kids loved it, its an onion volcano.
Here's David showing Rachel the many uses of chopsticks, only David would think of this one! Rachel was amazed! (I hope your finished eating with those Rachel?)
The food, yum it was very good
Here's Ryan sampling a lemon, not on the menu but stolen from Grandpa's water.
The show, the kids loved it, its an onion volcano.
Here's David showing Rachel the many uses of chopsticks, only David would think of this one! Rachel was amazed! (I hope your finished eating with those Rachel?)
The food, yum it was very good
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