From October's First Week

Yesterday I discovered the wall behind Anna's headboard was smattered with smeared and dried boogers from many, many naptimes apparently.  Sicko.  Anna had to endure a bit of ranting at that point as I scrubbed, picked, rubbed, and washed the disgustingness away.  But not before I snapped a picture for your viewing pleasure. :} 

Anna and I completed 3 days of her long-anticipated "home-day-school" lessons and it has involved a steep learning curve for me.  It's too soon to try to comment on the thoughts that have come to mind since Tuesday.  We'll give it some time before I try to articulate a response ... or any of my homeschooling jitters. :O

We completed speech referral paperwork for Noah at last.  And it felt so weird to have to mark the forms as you see below.  My gut wanted to not have to discriminate my parentage over him as such ... Such a weird unanticipated flinch in my heart. I kid you not, I forget he was adopted until moments like this. :}

Noah tried the kid's choir at church again and asked to not go back.  Too chaotic. :(

Fall Break begins today!  And next week we head east for a few days to Fall Creek Falls State Park where we have a cabin awaiting us that sits right over the water so we can fish and throw rocks right from our porch!  How cool is that?  Some good friends of ours (Amber, Darren and their boys) are coming with and that makes the trip even sweeter and more fun to look forward to.

Anna and I went to the annual Butterfly Launch at Noah's school today.  Both my babies got to handle and release butterflies that the students raised from eggs at the school.  Such a sweet morning.

I read a blog/article this week about how important it is for mommas to get over not liking how they look in pictures and to get out from behind the camera and actually appear in their kids photo memories for once.  So there ya go.  Me in a picture with my Anna girl from this morning (and wishing I had not pulled my hair back in a ponytail, but nevermind that).

 
Anna goes for her 4-year-old well check tomorrow and Noah goes for his flu shot.  Praying Noah makes it out of there without screaming.  He has a dramatic history with flu shots, which is so surprising since he is a rock star with his allergy shots.  Go figure.

Crossing our fingers that our 6 Painted Lady butterflies emerge from their chrysalids this weekend so we don't miss the big reveal while we are at the cabin next week. :}

I actually watched the first of the 2012 presidential debates last night and, in short, I can't shake the feeling that our president is just a plain, old liar. : /  I hate politics.