Sunshine and scribbles: This week.

Sunday, September 1, 2013

This week.

Photos from this slow sunday afternoon.....

September first.

The boys and I wore orange to church today and I bought some red apples earlier this week. I set them on the counter. They look so pretty! I have to make an effort to celebrate the quaint things of the upcoming season so I don’t get too sad about saying goodbye to summer warmth and sunshine.

Danny was awful in church today and I almost fell out of the pew trying to carry him out of the chapel. Twice. I’m not sure why we bother going sometimes. I’d much rather stay home. I feel like that every week, though. Even when the kids are good. I think in my heaven there will be no actual church, socializing or dress-wearing. Just me in my beloved sweats. Maybe a long afternoon walk. By myself. I’ve decided since becoming a Keller, I’ve become way more of a Dixon. Only some will understand what this means.

Mr. Keller and I both noticed Morg feeling down earlier in the week. He had a few 'off' days. I wonder if I’m wearing off on him. Daddy took him to mutual to play football with the boys and when he was told to run, he said he couldn’t because his hips hurt. (Oh dear.) Thursday, we decided a special, surprise date was in order for daddy and Morg. He was excited about it the whole day and even told me what he hoped it was going to be. He hoped right. Fishing. They didn’t catch anything, but they played with worms, counted train cars and had a picnic with pb &j and fruit snacks. He came home glowing. I have to remember that taking the time to plan special dates is very important.

Morg is so into planets lately. He’s memorized all of the ones in our galaxy and we’ve found a couple of cool space books at D. I. I also ordered him a planet puzzle for a special present this week. His first day of real preschool is on Tuesday. I’m stressing because his backpack hasn’t arrived in the mail yet, and I’m not sure what he’s going to wear. But I am certain that it’s going to be emotional for me. I’m so thankful I have one more year until kindergarten.

Danny is naughty. The terrible twos, as they say. Luckily, he is equally hysterical and charming. I’d say 50/50, the good outweighs the bad. Most days, I’m counting down the seconds until Mr. Keller returns home from work. Danny wears me out! He sings, copies his brother, wrestles his brother, kisses me on the lips, gets grouchy when strangers come around and procrastinates bedtime. This week, when Grandmas Stacy and Buttars came to visit, he scowled the whole time. When grandma tried to tickle him, he told her to stop it. And in a deep tone, under his breath he was saying over and over: Bye, see ya. Bye see ya. (As in, please leave.). Naughty.

Mr. Keller went hunting with his bestie on Friday night. He was so excited he could hardly contain himself, even though he was trying. I told him I only had one request and that is that there would be no snuggling between the two of them. Well, it turns out they set up their tent and went out hiking and got lost. They slept on the mountain with just their jackets then found their way back in the morning. I couldn’t stop laughing when I figured out what had really happened. Of course he didn’t ever say the word ‘lost’, but when he told me they slept on the bare ground with their jackets, I realized what had happened. LOST! So funny!

Kenz came to keep me company. The boys love her like an aunt. She’s like my sister. We went to yard sales, D.I. , Great Harvest. We’ve stayed up late, taken lots of pictures and I’m going to be lonely when she goes home tomorrow. She’s like a breath of lighthearted air. I love having her around.

Here's the rest of our week in pictures:

{this one always sneaks in to sleep with us in the middle of the night. I love waking up to his sweet face.}