Ringin' in the New Year.........

Happy New Year everyone!

Can you all believe it is 2008 already? Aren't we supposed to have robots cleaning our homes and be flying in little hovercrafts instead of driving cars by now? Since I don't have that, but I do have this fancy new computer, I played with some of my new programs and made some of the pictures today fancy. Do ya like??? Crash a hard drive and look pathetic, you too can get a new computer. I always tease that the girls have Daddy wrapped around their little fingers but I have to be careful as well. I think he might have gotten broken in being whupped by me!!!

So as you can see we went sledding the other day. The kids loved it!! Even Skylar had a ball. That is right up until Abby rolled the sled, busted her lip open again and planted Skylar face down in the snow. Of course, Miss Smiley Pants Skylar, once the snow was wiped off was grinning like crazy ready to go again. Abby had yet another mouthful of blood so we had to pack it up and head on home. This snow is really staying around so I think we will take them again today after nap.

Big news from our house........to welcome in the new year Miss Skylar took her first steps today. She giggled and giggled as she took three little steps to me. Then she walked a few steps to Daddy and some to Abby. Weston wouldn't hold still long enough but I bet it won't be long and she will be chasing him down.

Keep checking the blog because I may have some cool new stuff in the next couple of days as I figure out the new technology in my world. Sorry to disappoint, it won't be pictures of my new hovercraft or robot maid. In a mother's world it may even be more exciting!!!

Have a safe New Year's Eve and we will see you in 2008!

The cure for thumb sucking!

Well, it has been an exciting day at the Dunbar's. We finally found the cure to thumb sucking. Abby was walking out of the library with her hands in her pockets and slipped on the snowy curve. She planted her face into the concrete and split her lip wide open. Mouth wounds tend to look like they are gushing blood so of course it looked really bad. We took her to the clinic because I could tell it was a pretty good gash. Of course, it was lunch hour! No docs anywhere to be found. The nurse looked at it and was sure we would need stitches. So we sat and waited for the doc to get back from lunch. He looked at it and thought it would be okay with no stitches. Thank goodness for that. How the heck do you get a four year old to sit still for stitches in their lip anyway???? So now she looks like Bubba Gump, but in her princess costume, who cares!!

On a happier note, Skylar tried out pigtails for the first time today. She looks pretty cute!

Here are some pictures of Bruiser and the Glamour Baby!!! Enjoy!

Here you go....

Here are the pictures of the kidos playing with their new toys. Skylar had a great first Christmas. She quickly figured out the opening of the gifts and so was trying to open any gift she could find. The first picture is of her with her new dancing and singing toy. She loves to dance and so Santa brought her a toy that makes music and lights. She is a dancing queen now.

Abby loves all of her dress up stuff. We spent all day trying on different costumes and looking beautiful. I told her that maybe in a couple of weeks she can have a dress up party and have a couple of friends over to play, She already told me that she is going to wear the wedding dress and wants her little friend Logan to come too so that they can really get married. Yikes!!! Don't worry Logan, she got pink diamonds for Christmas so all you have to do is bring yourself.

Mr. Weston has been glued to his train table since 7:30 yesterday morning. For months, he told us he was going to ask Santa for a new train. Finally, the Saturday before Christmas the big day came. We went with my entire family to see Santa and put in our Christmas wishes. My dad, my sister and her family, my brother and his family and my family all crammed into the little Santa house in Clay Center. I am pretty sure Santa started thinking early retirement when he saw us all coming. Weston, who had been talking of nothing but asking Santa for a new train for months, in typical 2-year-old fashion buried his head in my shoulder and refused to even look at Santa. After all of the other kids had their turn I asked Weston if he wanted to try again to sit on Santa's lap. His head went even deeper into my shoulder. So we told the kids to tell Santa thank you and bye-bye and headed out the door. All of the sudden like Ralphe in A Christmas Story, both arms and legs went out and Weston caught the door refusing to leave. He was crying because he didn't tell Santa what he wanted. You could tell he was terrified to sit on Santa's lap but even more terrified to leave without telling Santa that he wanted a new train. So, I asked him if he would like to wait until everyone else left and then sit on Santa's lap and tell him. In a tiny little voice he said, "Yes, please Mama!" When the place cleared out he sat on Santa's lap and asked him, "Santa, may I have a new train please?" Santa asked if he had been good and told him he would see what he could do. We then tried to get a picture which Weston clearly didn't want to do. ON the way out the door in a very small little boy voice he said, "Thank you, Santa!" It was a very cute scene. So on Christmas morning there it was, a new train set. He only left the table twice yesterday and hurried back to it as soon as he could. I guess Santa scored this year!!!

So here we are, post-Christmas happiness enjoying our new toys and our full bellies. It is snowing like crazy outside adding fresh snow onto what we already had. The candles are lit. THe Christmas lights are on. Daddy will be home soon. All is right in our little world.

Have a great day!

Merry Christmas!

There are those that believe Christmas is for children. That there is a special magic surrounding the holiday that is felt the strongest by the smallest members of our families. I used to believe this as well. Now that I have my own children and they are getting to the age where they are beginning to understand that magic, I have to disagree that Christmas is for children. I have never felt the spirit of Christmas more than I have watching my own little ones fall under its spell.

Jamy and I are so blessed. We have each other and together have created three of the most amazing people I know. Together we have been through so much. I really have come to believe in the last few weeks, though, that we are just now entering one of the best times of our lives. Our children are getting to the age where they are understanding what a special time Christmas is and they are still young enough to believe. Right now as I type this, we are all snuggled in together getting ready for bed and watching a new movie that Santa brought. Our day has been relaxed and laid back so that the kids can really enjoy the day.

We used to do a bunch of running around on the holiday. It was hurry open presents, hurry get in the car, hurry drive two hours to Grandma's house, hurry eat, hurry drive to other Grandma's house, hurry eat, hurry drive to other Grandma's house, try not to puke from all of the hurrying and eating. The kids were stressed by the end. We were stressed by the end and we never felt like we got to spend quality time with any of our families. So last year, because I was ready to pop with Skylar and have a history of very quick labors we decided to stay home for Christmas. It was so great to not have to hurry, hurry, hurry all over. We talked it over and made a very difficult decision. We decided that right now, while our children are young, we need to step back and slow down for the holiday. Our decision was to not go anywhere but our own home for Christmas. I was sad at first because family means so much to me and I really miss getting together with everyone and celebrating. It is weird to not see Mom, Dad, Beth and Matt on Christmas. Now is the time though to make memories for my kids. I don't want those memories to be a blur of running from one place to the next. In the end it worked out great. We were able to get together with my entire family last Saturday and Jamy's family last night. Today we spent unshowered ,in our jammies playing with our new toys, building a snow man, and enjoying each other. AWESOME!!!!

So here are some highlights of our last 24 hours or so. Yippeee.....it is a white Christmas. I don't even know if I remember the last time we had snow on Christmas. What a gift!!! Now what did each one of us do all day. First off Jamy, he spent most of the last 24 watching A Christmas Story over and over while enjoying the new tacky leg nightlight I got him for Christmas. I watched with him on and off, but dang there is only so much a girl can do to support her guy! I played with the kiddos and finally got a chance to sit down and get some software installed on my new computer so that I could share the below pictures with you all.

Now the kiddos. As you can see from the pictures, they must have been good this year! The first couple of pictures are of them leaving treats for Santa. We had to leave cookies and apple juice because Abby was concerned Santa might be a little tired of milk by the time he got to our house. I asked her if she thought he would be full of cookies too. She said, "NOpe, nobody gets full of cookies!" The second picture is of Skylar discovering the cookies left within her reach and diving on it to "share" with Santa!

Next we have Princess Abby's new dresses for playing dress up and Weston's new train complete with train table built by Daddy. Finally, we have Skylar discoving that Santa left a sucker in her stocking. She was a happy baby.

I am trying to load my pictures to share while I type and it isn't working so I am going to post this for now and type more later with even more pictures to share.

I hope you each had a very Merry Christmas. There are still a few hours left so if you haven't done it already, stop for a moment and think about your own life. I hope you find many blessings, lots of joy and a load of Christmas magic!

She is an angel!

I apologize for the quality of the pictures this time. I think little fingers found my camera and messed with the settings. I didn't realize it until we were at the program and it was too late to try to figure it out. I hope they aren't too dark for you to see.

Here it is folks, the proof our angel is an angel. Abby had her Christmas program last week and she got to play an angel. She was very excited because she had wings. She also made a huge step this year. Believe it or not, chattermonkey hates to be in front of a crowd performing. She actually is not a fan of performing at all. Last year her teacher thought she didn't know her ABCs because Abby refused to say them. She will talk your ear off any other time. The minute you ask her to stand in front of a crowd, though, the thumb goes in the mouth, the head drops, and she stands frozen until it is over. This year, Jamy and I worked and worked with her. Okay, we bribed her with pizza a little bit as well. When the big moment came she walked out on stage and started to get the-deer-in-the-headlights look. I was pretty sure she was going to bolt. Then our little brave angel, sucked in her gut and started to sing. Jamy and I were in the back doing a little victory dance.

I have figured out in parenting the things that seem small are usually the biggest victories of life. I get more joy out of seeing my little one conquer her fear and sing or watching my baby boy try to figure out how to put the poop in the potty than I ever got over anything I accomplished.

So, Abby, if the day comes you are ever reading this I want you to know that I am so proud of you. You were scared, yet you stood up, found your courage and took a risk. You really can do anything if you just try. I believe that!

Wishful thinking....

Here are some pictures of the ice storm last week. In the middle of it, Abby asked me if we could go swimming. I said, "Honey, it is icy outside. Where do you want to swim?" She told me it was okay. We could put her pool up outside and if she got cold she would just come in and get hot chocolate. So here is a picture of her in her swim suit by the window with the ice in the background.

For those of you who are wondering, no I didn't let her go swimming outside! We filled up the tub and went swimming instead.

Keep warm!

And so we begin...

The next chapter in our lives has begun. Most of you know that Jamy and I have spent the better part of the last five years makin', birthin' and carin' for babies. I can not tell you how amazing this journey has been. When Jamy and I started out 21 years ago at the tender age of 14, I could have never imagined how our lives would become this incredible. We really are living the American dream. We have a great home, three beautiful children, and each other. I can honestly say that I love that man more now than I ever did before.



A little while ago, Jamy and I made the decision that the time to have more children is done. Now is our time to focus on our family and on raising these three beautiful kids. So in the spirit of that decision, Jamy went in last Thursday and had, as Donkey on Shrek says, "the Bob Barker treatment". He had a pretty miserable weekend, but headed back to work today. So thanks to everyone who called to see how he was doing. He seems to be feeling much better today. At least he is up off the couch! That is a major step in the right direction.



I am sad that that chapter of our life is over. It is weird to think about never feeling life growing inside me again. The excitement of a new member of the family is something that can not be matched. Not to mention, Overland Park hospital has really great French toast for the morning after delivery, so I am sad to think I will never have it again! All of that being said, I am excited to settle in with the man that I love and raise this beautiful family that we have created. I don't know what this new chapter in our lives will hold for us, but I do know it will be amazing.

Let it snow......

It seems the last couple of weeks I have had some profound thoughts on motherhood. Unfortunately, if you read my earlier post you know I have been up to my ears in busted junk so have not been able to get on the computer much to write.

I will save the thoughts for another day and just share these pictures we took of the kids over the weekend. We laughed so hard that I nearly peed my pants and Abby did pee hers as we played in the snow with our dog Fudge. That crazy dog pulled Abby on her sled all over the yard. It was one of the funniest things I have seen in quite awhile.

Enjoy!

Holy crud.....it is raining ice

So we apparently are in the midst of a major ice storm. They said it would be bad, but yikes!!! It started raining at our house at about 6 pm. It is now 8 pm. I looked out the window a few minutes ago and everything is covered in ice already. Looks like we will be ice bound easily by morning. Gonna have to dig out my Little House on the Prairie books so I can remember how to survive without modern conveniences.

Speaking of modern conveniences, life at the Dunbar house has been so weird it is almost comical lately. About a month ago, Jamy and I decided to splurge and buy a little fireplace for our front room. We had some extra money laying around and decided, "what the heck" . We never just go buy something because we want it. Usually, it is months of planning, saving, yada, yada, yada. About two days after we did that our T.V. went the way of the dodo. So it was off to the store to get a new one, because, damn, it is the middle of football season!! A couple of days later, Jamy gets a flat tire. You guessed it, it can't be fixed. Off we go to the store to buy a new one. The next day, I get a flat tire. My tire isn't worth fixing so, yup, back to the store we go to buy two more tires for my truck. Meanwhile, our computer has been acting up over the last few months. You are getting the hang of this, aren't you? That's right, last night my hard drive apparently crashed. Now this would not be a big deal except my children's ENTIRE freakin' childhood is saved on this wonderful piece of modern technology. I know, I know, you are thinking, "she's a smart girl. She has those pictures backed up somewhere." Not so, my friend. I just kept putting it off. After a couple of calls to my stepfather and some poor computer geek at BestBuy we decided to turn it back on and see what happened. God took mercy and started it up. I ran, and I do mean ran, to our local Duckwalls to get some CDs to back up those pictures. I got them home stuck them in and started trying to copy files. The CD drive made a horrible noise, vibrated and promptly gave me a big old warning that it was screwed. So, back to the store we go.


Now here is the kicker, I am putting away groceries tonight (of course, I had to go back to the store and stock up because the mother of all ice storms is scheduled to hit us) when I smell something burning. I step into the utility room to find my washing machine, whose warrenty expired just two short months ago, is not spinning and apparently is burning its motor out. Alas, because I married Mr. Handy, this one did not require a trip to the store. He fixed it, at least for now.

So there you go, modern convience at its finest. I tell you, those pioneers were onto something. Cook over the open fire using wood you cut yourself. Wash your clothes in the stream. Send a letter to a friend on the back of a horse. Finally, dig a hole, take a crap and bury it!!

All of this happened because Jamy and I had a few extra bucks laying around and decided to splurge on that fireplace instead of paying a bill or putting it into savings like we normally would. I wish I could say that in the midst of the ice storm when we are sitting huddled like the pioneers with no electricity we will enjoy the warmth and glow of our new fireplace that started it all. Not to be though, that's right you guessed it, the damn thing runs on electricity!!!!

Stay warm, be merry and see you when we get power back!!!

My little princesses

You always knew that the Dunbar girls had royal blood flowing in their veins. Now you have proof. Abby and Skylar played dress-up together this afternoon. I laughed so hard I thought I would pee. Especially when we put the wig on Skylar. I can't keep a hat on the girl, but she wore that wig around looking like a mini Dolly Parton for over 1/2 hour!!!

Attention, children's hat makers.......team up with the Halloween wig makers and maybe our kids will keep your hats on their tiny little noggins!

First snow!

Well it happened, the much anticipated first snow came this last Saturday morning. The kiddos were crazy excited for snow. They have been asking for snow since about July so they couldn't wait to get out to play. As I stared out of my grandma's window all I could think was, "Crap, I didn't bring mittens, hats, scaves or any of the other clothing items a better mom would have packed on the off chance it snowed enough to play in." I thought about making them wait to go out until after naps so that maybe it would warm up a little bit. In the end, I decided what the hell, a few minutes with cold noses and fingers won't kill them. So we put on shoes and coats and headed outside. Thank goodness I daringly threw caution to the wind, because within just a couple of hours the sun came out and the snow was no more. It melted faster than Frosty when he got stuck in the greenhouse in the classic TV cartoon. The kids would have been so disappointed! Lesson here......if you are thinking about doing something fun by yourself or with the people you love, just do it. Stop thinking about why you shouldn't do it. The opportunity may not be there long.

Okay stepping off of the soapbox now. The older two had a ball. They slid down the snowy slide, had a mini snowball fight, and basically had a great time. Weston's favorite thing was stomping the snow.

Skylar on the other hand was not a fan of the wintertime bliss. She was okay until I put her down into the cold stuff to take a few pictures. Poor kid, wrinkled up her little nose and proceeded to yell about how cold her butt was. Don't misunderstand, she didn't actually use those words, but believe me I got the meaning!!!

After about 10 minutes the fun turned to frostbite so we headed inside. Of course, we then had to dive into the ying to snow's yang.......big steaming cups of hot chocolate!!! Yummy!!

The only downfall to the snow was that Daddy had to leave that morning on a trip so he missed out on the fun! Hopefully, there will be plenty more snow this winter so he can join in the fun.

To old friends.....

No pictures tonight because we were way to busy having fun to take out the camera. Tonight was the annual Dunbar chili night. Every year around this time we pick one night and have a bunch of old friends over. Well, the friends aren't actually that old but the friendships sure are. It is always so great to get together and catch up.

Tonight as I was sitting there with some of my amazing friends I started thinking about the power of a good friend. I thought about how blessed I am to have these amazing people in my life. Each one of them is a true gift who has helped me to become the kind of person I am today.

I think you are sooo lucky if you have just one friend who you think of as more than a friend. They are your family. These are the friendships that withstand time and distance. You may not see them or even talk to them for months, but as soon as you get back together or pick up the phone it is like you just left them 10 minutes before. You just pick up where you left off. Friends like these are the ones who you can count on to be there no matter what you need. They will drop everything to help you out whenever you call on them. You are a better person because they are a part of your life. (Okay, Tommy sometimes I am actually a much nastier person when you are around but it works for us!)

The reason I am so blessed is because I don't have one friend like this; I have a whole houseful. Tonight as I sat in my home full of friends who have been there with me for so many years now. I couldn't help thinking that this is what makes life good. We didn't drink as much as we used to. We wiped way more bottoms and snotty noses than we ever did before. Our college stories got retold and probably stretched a bit. Chili night now includes corn dogs and tater tots. The yelling to hear each other isn't because we are sitting in a bar, but is because there are noisy kids everywhere.

While all of these things have changed, some very important things have not. These people lift me up, make me laugh, bring out the best in me, and are always there for me. We believe in each other and love each other unconditionaly. They are an amazingly talented, caring, funny, and just a little bit dirty crowd. They are a part of my family.

As I sat tonight watching all of our children playing together I thought about how the circle of life just keeps turning. How cool is it that my kids are developing relationships and growing to love the kids of some of my favorite people in the world? I hope those friendships take off and grow into something very special.

So Alison, Jason, Chis, Jimmy, Ozel, Kristin, Tom, and all of your kiddos, thanks for coming. Thanks for being one of my special friends. Most importantly, thank you for making my life better by being a part of it.

To those of you who couldn't be here tonight, we missed you! We thought of you and can't wait until next year when hopefully you can be here as well.

If only I had a Zima right now life would be perfect!!!

Yikes!!!

Holy cow, I think from here on out we are going to make a rule that Chan does not post new blogs at 1 am! I just read my one from last night again. Dawn, I bet you are laughing your head off at me. Sorry for all of the grammar errors folks!!! Aaagghhh... the power of proofreading! No jokes about what a KU education will get you, please.

I am not going to type much tonight either because my brain is fried. We had to go buy a new TV today and I think I short circuited my noodle trying to hook it up. A huge thank you to my incredibly-gifted-in-all-things-electronic brother. Matt, you are my hero! Okay, you are one of my heroes.

Just wanted to say sorry for the mess of a post I did last night. I hope you all were able to look past the mistakes and catch the sentiment. Now I am off to put my feet up in front of my new TV and watch something that doesn't require my brain.

Have a great night!

The makings of a man....

Nope the Dunbars didn't fall off of the planet. Daddy was home for almost a week and we spent lots of good quality time together so I just didn't get to the computer much. I am back now and have a lot of thoughts to get down. It is almost 1 am though so may poop out and have to write more tomorrow.

Remember the pictures of the kids that I posted awhile back playing in the leaves? Yeah well, those were the teasers. Check out the above pictures!!! For those of you who have visited Dunbar Manor you know that we bought a lovely home on a lovely couple of lots full of lovely oak trees. Do ya know what happens to oak trees around October/November in Kansas????? Holy crap, they start dropping their leaves faster than college freshman drop their bikini tops on spring break. I swear to you that we started raking leaves at 11 am on Sunday morning. At around 6 pm we finished. That was just the front and the side yards!!! I had done the back yard the day before. I could stand up in the pile and it went up to my shoulders. Thank goodness Osage City lets you burn leaves so we didn't have to bag them all. Although, I am pretty sure there is a hole in the ozone with our name on it!!!

Anyway, before we burned them we of course played in them. The kids got a kick out of burying me clear under the leaves so that they couldn't see any part of me. I would lay really still and then sit up and scare the crap out of them. We were all dirty and covered in leaves but laughing our crazy heads off.

Abby also finally got brave enough to try Jamy's helmet on. When he first brought it home the kids were scared of it. Not anymore!! Abby had a good time wearing it around the house.

So now that you know what the pictures are about I thought I would write some about Weston today. Hence, the title of the post.

For some reason lately I have been thinking about our little man and how different it is raising a son a lot lately. Now notice I didn't say better or worse just different. There is something about a son that really tugs at a mommy's heart. I suppose Daddy's and daughters have the same sort of thing going on. Don't get me wrong, I am not saying I love him any more or less than the girls it is just a different feeling. I guess you mommies that have one of each will understand what I am saying.

Weston is amazing. He is funny, smart, sensitive, and just enough ornery to keep me on my toes. He loves hugs and kisses. He can lay on the floor for an hour by himself just pushing his train and watching the wheels move. He loves silly things. Daddy's airplanes sending him into shrieks of delight. And most of the time, he thinks his sisters are something pretty special.

Lately, I have been thinking a lot about what it means to raise a little boy. How do you teach them to have the backbone to stand up for what they believe, the manners to always be a gentleman, the integrity to be known as honest, and the sensitivity to make the world a better place?

Every mother has dreams for their children. I have been thinking about what I wish for Weston. I am not into wishing for him to be president (good golly, I wouldn't wish that on a kid I didn't like), a doctor, a lawyer or even the local trash man ( love ya Matt!). I don't really care what he is when he grows up as long as he is an honest, caring man. I want Weston to grow up and be known as a gentleman. I think there are just not enough true gentleman around anymore. I want him to shake hands with a firm grip, look people in the eye when he is talking to them and even open a few doors here and there. All of my feminist friends are now rolling their eyes and cringing. Before you guys think I have lost my edge since moving out of Lawrence hold on. These are the same things I want for my girls as well. It is just that I believe sometimes boys have a bit of a harder time developing that sensitive side.

I see Weston's beautiful spirit now and I want to put it in a bottle and save it. Keep it stored away for those dreaded teenage years when he is struggling to find his place in the world. Just this morning he held open the door for me and put his little hand on my leg to "steady" me as I went down our front steps.

What I do know is that Weston has so much going for him. (This is the part where I brag on my amazing husband so skip down a bit if you don't want to read the mush.) Weston has a role model who admittedly is a great big two year old, but who is also a gentleman. I know there are those of you laughing right now because you have seen Jamy act like a total goon. There is another side to this man though. For example, I have never made a meal that Jamy hasn't eaten and then said, "Thanks honey." Even the turkey meatloaf! Yikes!! He hurries to help me carry stuff in the house when he sees I have my hands full. Lots of time he brings me flowers for no reason. Even when he hasn't done anything bad!! He offers to clean the bathrooms! Score big points there!! Probably most importantly, the man has never hung up the phone, left for work or gotten home from work without saying, "I love you baby!" He says it out of the blue when we are alone or in a crowd. He isn't afraid of who is around to hear him or what the guys might think. He treats me with respect and love at all times. He has this amazing ability to take care of and protect or family without ever making me feel like anything less than his equal.

The point of all of this lovey talk is to show that in a world full of lots of bad influences, Weston has a strong plus on his side. He has a daddy who isn't afraid to show him what it really means to be a man. Jamy shows Weston a thousand times a day in all of the little things he does. As the mom, I sit back and watch. I see Weston watching his daddy and taking note of how Daddy handles himself. Which, yes, means that I am having a heck of a time teaching him to say he has to poop instead of he has to "drop a dog log", but it also means he has learned to open the door for a lady and offer her his hand when she needs it. Even if that lady is just his mommy!

Happy Halloween!!

Another Halloween has come and gone. Can you believe it? We had a blond haired princess (Abby), a mad doctor (Weston) and a teddy bear pumpkin (Skylar) here at our house. Abby was grumpy initially because we woke her up from a nap and she wasn't ready to get up. So the first part of trick-or-treating was not much fun. After about 15 minutes though she perked up and had a good time.

Osage City has a parade of the little kiddos down main street so we lined them up and joined in that fun. All of the merchants come out and give the kids candy. By the time the parade is over they really already have more candy than they need. We hit a few friends houses and then Jamy walked them up and down our block anyway. Now they really have more candy than they need.

Weston was adorable. Whenever someone would open their door he would scoot right past them and head on into their house. I don't think he quite got the concept of trick-or-treating. He just thought it was one big chance to check out all of the neighbor's homes! After Jamy drug him out of a few places I think he began to understand.

So now we await Thanksgiving and Christmas. This time of year is so amazing with the little ones. They get so excited seeing all of the holiday decorations starting to appear. Each day they remind me that the holidays are magical!

Is there any better season than fall?

It was a busy weekend at the Dunbar house.........

The kids had a halloween party on Sunday. They had about 8 kids over. We popped balloons for prizes, played in slime, made some witches brew, beat up a "beautiful" homemade ghost pinata, and ate way too much sweet stuff. I think all of the kids had a good time. It was very exciting because our wonderful friends from Londan, the Soykans, just moved back to Kansas and they were able to attend. Welcome home, guys!!!!

The highlight of the party for me was that in the middle of the chaos Weston took off his diaper and went poop in the big boy potty all by himself. Of course, he was so excited to be doing it that he turned to watch himself going. You guessed it, poop all over the place! He also heard Daddy say one time that he had to "drop a dog log" so Weston looked at me so proud and said, "Look Mama, I dropped a dog log!" When will that Daddy learn that filters are a necessity!!?

Yesterday, we raked up some leaves and let the kids jump in them. I love raking the leaves just to watch the joy on the kiddos faces as they race into the piles. As you can see by the pictures, Skylar wasn't too sure about the whole thing but hopefully will catch on.

Finally, I included a picture of Skylar wearing her first pair of new shoes. I put them on her and she spent about a half hour just checking out her feet. I love it when they are that easy to impress!

So, tomorrow is Halloween. Stay tuned for some pics of the kiddos in costume!!!

Have a great holiday!