No, seriously. I must have hit the blogging slump that so many others have. I've gotten on to check out everyone else, but just haven't felt like posting anything on my own. Now, I've decided I have way to much to blog about, and I better get started or I might never catch up. So, here goes nothing great, just a brief (ya right) update on our lives.
We broke out Noah's old bike, bought new training wheels and geared up Cutler. He did great, but likes his scooter way more! Doesn't he just look big?
I just thought this photo was one of a kind. First of all you have to know Colby, he does not fix things himself. Actually, I'm usually the one doing repairs or putting things together. But Noah is just so interested in what his dad is doing, and I think Colby was actually talking Noah through fixing the tire. (Colby really does most of the outside things, but seriously, I put everything together at our house.)
Noah got picked to ride in the Muttin' Bustin' on Thursday night at the rodeo. For whatever reason, I updated my blogger, and now I can't upload the video of it. He rode for a total of about 3 seconds before the sheep rolled over on him, but it was great. And no, he wasn't hurt. The next day they had all the kids walk in the parade, poor Noah, he's just not a cowboy...sticks out like a sore thumb.
Call us crazy, but we put Cutler in pre-school. I guess we're not crazy, but I'm pretty sure his teacher will be by the end of this year. He'll have 3 years of it, if he makes it through this first year. He's still not potty trained, working on it, but he's so dang stubborn! I swear I know exactly what my dad was like as a child. My poor grandma.
So this is him on his first day, September 21. He goes to the same school Noah went to, but they changed the name. He goes 2 days for 3 hours, it's such a nice break for me. And he loves it! Oh, and he goes to bed a lot easier at night.
And the school had a float in the Swiss Days parade. He felt so bad when Noah got to be in the parade a couple weeks ago, and he didn't. Now he hasn't stopped talking about it. I was worried that he wouldn't stay sitting down, and that he wouldn't throw his candy. Of course he didn't do the first thing, but he got rid of all his candy. And I'm pretty sure he told everyone he saw for 2 days that he got to be in the parade.
I hurried and snapped this while we were waiting for the parade to start. There were no other kids within 20 feet on either side of us, so Noah got a butt-load of candy. Honestly. He was so cute though, a couple people threw out bouncy balls and frisbies and he made sure he got one for Cutler since he wasn't there to get his own. I just have to say that we've had some struggles with Noah lately, but he has made an honest effort, and a successful one, at being a good boy.
I am so proud of him for the changes and choices he has made. He really is growing up. Just this last week was the anniversary of his mommy Natalie's death, six years. After we went to dinner with the family we went to the cemetary. I usually tell Colby to just take Noah and spend some time there. This year, sadly, we were kind of in a hurry to get back home and get homework done, and just routine things, so we all went. Noah didn't want to get out of the car, he didn't even know what the day was. I usually tell him in the morning, but this year time got the best of us and I sent him out the door to school without mentioning anything. Finally I just told him and said he needed to get out with his dad. They spent a few minutes, and I could see Colby reading her headstone, and explaining things to Noah. On the back of her headstone is the outline of Noah's hands when she passed away. Every time we go there we compare his hands. When they got back in the car Noah was telling me how he was only 11 months old... and how big his hands are now... and that she has been gone for 6 years...just all these facts that I already knew, but he was just learning to comprehend. Right there it hit me...he's growing up, getting so smart, and I think things are making a little more sense to him now. There are days where I wish my kids could stay little and innocent forever, and then I realize they can't really become anything without knowledge. The knowledge of our Heavenly Father and His plan for each one of us.
They also caught Dolly Varden
They got to fish for Halibut. This isn't all theirs, but it's still alot. The middle fish is 130 lbs.
One day they did a fly-out, to a remote lake and caught red, and silver salmon.
On the last day they caught Silver Salmon. (it looks red to me, but I'm no fisherman.) Oh, this one isn't to the end of it's life cycle yet. When they get to the end they turn red. 