To make it easier to keep up with my lunatic New Year's Resolution, I am just combining all my blogs (how did I end up with 3?!!?) this year. If you are looking for updates on the monsters kids, you'll have to go to

http://theroadtocrap.blogspot.com

Miss Q

It's official. The baby moved into the double digits on Thursday. Happy #10 Suzie Q!

Pancakes with Nutella for breakfast. Finally! No donuts.

Had to put this up because I loved it. Thomas obviously gave Suz the right thing.

About to cry because she got the 3Ds she wanted from us and Grandpa Gary and Grandma Pat.

The Fam. And yes, Suzie put those bows there herself. And yes again, Turner is always this thrilled with EVERYTHING.

Happy Halloween

                                The kiddies in all their 2011 Halloween finery. 

School Ugh.

First Day

Thirteen

Big #13 for Tom D.

This is as good as it gets around here. Birthday or not.





Suzie is too obviously thrilled that it was his bithday.

He must have really liked his Nook from Auntie Leah and Uncle Mike. This is the least blurry picture I could get. He WOULD NOT sit still!

Number 11

Donut holes this time. A huge change from the usual donuts.

                                           All went well as you can see. Happy #11 Sammy!

And they just keep coming



Birthday Bagels this time



14!!!



That's all folks!

 Have you ever desperately wanted something to end while dreading the same thing with an equal amount of fervor? We have spent so much time in the car over the last six weeks that it began to feel like we lived in it. I have been driving either Turner or Thomas into school for 4 years now and I truly felt like this last stretch might be the straw that broke the camel's back, sanity wise. But, as we moved into this last week I began to dread the end as much as I had been anxiously awaiting it's arrival. It meant saying goodbye. For good. It meant finally coming to terms with the fact that we don't belong there anymore. And starting over with the process of figuring out how to belong somewhere completely different. Not my strong suit. Even on a good day.                 

   So- it was with very mixed feelings that we headed into town on Friday,    

                   took our traditional last day of school picture by the old bell,

and watched Cedar Fort recede from view.

Turner

Lookit our pretty baby. Turner showing off her new haircut. Unfortunately styled by Aunt Shelley. I say unfortunately because now we need Aunt Shelley to come out and do it everyday to get it this perfect.

Tom D. all decked out for church in his fancy new suit from Grandma Jean and his tie from Aunt Carey.