Saturday, November 29, 2014
Sunday, November 16, 2014
Matt got Dad's lathe up and running and we have discovered we have a trainee craftsman in the house. Any spare time he gets he is out in the man cave using it. My Dad would be so happy.
Monday, November 10, 2014
There are points in my life when I think I have stuff down. You know...when you feel you have been there and down that and know what to expect. But life always seems to be able to throw a wrench in the works and sometimes it comes way out of left field when you are least expecting it. Take this weekend for example. We went down to the animal shelter to pick up a dog and her 4 newborn puppies. This is probably around the 60th animal we have fostered and after the last mom and her pups I felt like I knew exactly what to expect. Everyone got settled in Saturday night and we sat and admired these tiny little puppies and marveled at just how perfect they were.
And sometime after that it all started to go south. I heard Momma dog crying during the night so I got up to take her outside. In the pitch blackness I stumbled out of my bedroom and walked straight into the door and split my eyebrow open. My language must have been quite vivid as Matt rushed to turn on the light and saw me standing there with blood pouring down my face. So off we went together to get the dog situated. And as Matt took her outside I realized that there were only 3 little puppies wiggling around in her bed. The 4th one was completely still. I picked her up and knew she was gone. She was so tiny she easily fit in the palm of my hand. She was cold and still. She looked just like she was sleeping. I tried to resuscitate her but to know avail. I do to pretend to understand it but it makes me sad to think that a tiny little light was dimmed so quickly.
After many tears the next morning we buried the little body out in our garden in the pouring rain. And we thought we were done but no. A few hours later the second little one died...and then at 2:00am last night the third. And now there is only one left.
She's tough this last little one. She's not going to go out without a fight. So in the midst of all the sadness and despair I see this one tiny little bundle fighting for every minute she gets to be here.
Saturday, November 8, 2014
Friday, November 7, 2014
Monday, November 3, 2014
Ciara made it home from Championships with a great result for the CV Marching Band and Colorguard. Third overall out of all bands in the Pacific Northwest. What a nice way to cap her time with the band.
It really has been a great gift to her during her time at high school. It has taken her all over the country including marching for President Obama at the Inaugural parade. Of course there were lots of tears being that this was her last competition. But a boatload of wonderful memories that will last her a lifetime.
On Saturday Ciara was performing at Championship Finals in Portland, Jack had a party to go to and Matt had a bit of a surprise in store for Max. It was something that was planned kind of at the last minute with thanks to Matt's employer. But oh it was a good one.
And so the puck was dropped.
The Spokane Chiefs are our local ice hockey team and on Friday Matt's work gave him 2 free tickets to attend. That was a pretty good deal in itself but once he got the tickets he was told that they we a little more special than just general entry. Max's ticket gave him all access AND the honor of dropping the opening puck at the game.
They certainly know how to put on a show.
Can you believe it? That is my little boy out there on the red carpet in front of over 6,000 people. He looks as cool as a cucumber. " What? This?...I do it all the time."
Sunday, November 2, 2014
I know it seems crazy that our weekend deserves a multi part blog post but it will be the longest blog post in history of I try to cram it all into one.
Friday morning Ciara headed off to Portland, Oregon on her last ever Central Valley High School Marching Band competition tour. We got her to the bus at 6:30am, bleary eyed and excited for the trip. She was feeling very melancholy but that didn't last too long thanks to all the shenanigans that went on during the bus ride.
Back on the home front Friday was Halloween. Jack and his best friend Noah did their traditional trick or treating together. They have been doing this since they were 4.
Max, now too old to trick or treat spent the evening scaring everyone with a chain saw. Don't worry...the chain has been removed so it still sounds scary but can't do any damage. Let me just say that despite that there was a LOT of screaming in my front yard.