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How To Do Nothing On a Sunday

Meadow requested banana split waffles for breakfast.

Well, we had no maple syrup, but we did have bananas and chocolate syrup.

She then showed off her letter writing skills.

It hasn't taken long for her to boast about everything she's learning at school.

Little buddy is a good sitter now.

Meadow can eat at a glacial pace at times. I guess it's good that school hasn't made her a quick eater yet.

Theo is also working on his army crawl.

While Scott watched the Packer game. Meadow and I did some shopping.

Will this team ever play a full game? Come on Packers!

We first went over to Michael's to pick up a new cutting mat that I ordered. I also checked out frames.

 Then we headed over to the Halloween Store where Meadow was in heaven.

 This made me laugh. She also tried on a giant hand giving the middle finger and said, "I have an idea!"

 This would have been an awesome costume for Scott if it wasn't so expensive.

 I almost got this thinking it would be an easy costume.

Too bad it was for little boys.
We made one last stop at Target to get a red outfit for Scott's Flash costume.




Back at home we all dressed up as super heroes.

Well, everyone except for me. My costume still has to be made.

Oof we really need to paint our place.

The cutest little superman.

Today seemed like a good day to knock things off our to do list.

We finally put up one of Meadow's shelves.

I picked up this frame for half off at Michaels.

That's our map from our first full-family canoe trek in the Boundary Waters a month or so ago.

We also had a pile of pictures sitting in our hallway waiting to be hung up since May.

First we had to frame a few more things.

Theo's first wild rice dinner.

I made more wild rice than the recipe had called for, but that was OK.  Theo got a yummy meal and we got wild rice soup from the Duluth Grill Cookbook.

I also listened in as the Brewers won a playoff series for only the second time in my life. Meadow wanted me to turn it off of course.

Meadow requested that we take down her tent for a bit.

Now she's got a little shelf, a mirror and her "M" right by her pillow. Now we need a "T" for Theo.

Good night Meadow.

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Anonymous said…
LOVE your family costumes!!!!
-Amanda

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