Our Little Trick or Treaters

Wyatt is a monkey and Andrea is a princess. There will be not comments about the monkey being typecasting! Nicole made the costumes. I am so proud of her. I made costumes for her and her brother, it feels like she is picking up the torch. Wyatt participated in Trunk or Treat at church on Wednesday evening so he was primed and ready to go tonight. Ray went out with them for about a block. Wyatt was really into the door knocking and "trick or treat."

We didn't have twenty kids come by. We have never had many, but I think next year we will go out with the grandchildren.

Schnauz's Circle Journal Pages

I just finished this layout for Lisa's circle journal. Her theme was "Little things that make me happy." I would have liked more photos, but I just couldn't make anything work, so this one is wordy.

New Header

Blogger has made a change since the last time I did housekeeping. I can now use my own photo for a header. To those in the know this is not Haysville, but Durango Colorado. I am really going to like changing out my header more often.

Some pages about St. Augustine

Here are two pages I have done for Andrew's album. The pictures were taken i December 2007 when we to Saint Augustine while we were visiting Andrew in Georgia. It is so pretty and warm there in December. I want to go back down again and see more of the area around there.

Happy Birthday Wyatt!

Today is Wyatt's fourth birthday. He got to choose where he wanted to eat and he chose Burger King. We got him a Spiderman birthday cake and he blew out all his candles. His birthday gift from Grandma and Papa was a camera. Wyatt spent the rest of the afternoon taking pictures of everyone and everything. I am pretty certain he liked his gift.

Fall Colors

The trees have been beautiful this fall. We were at the home of some friends this evening. As the sun was setting the light on the trees made them glow. The photo does not do them justice.

Oklahoma City National Memorial

I stopped at the National Memorial last Thursday on my way to Denton. I had been wanting to stop there for quite a while, but had not had the opportunity. It was cold, gray and damp when I was there and it compounded the somber nature of the place. The empty chairs are compelling when you think about how each chair represented an adult or child who was killed in the bombing. I want to go back again on a warmer day and visit the museum as well as spend more time in the memorial garden.