Rolling in at the end of November...

Are my favorite little trick or treaters. :)

This is a borrowed photo since our USB ports are *gasp* STILL not functioning. I really DO need to take it and get it checked out by someone who actually know's what they're doing.

All that aside...Ty was a cowboy. Sadly you cannot see his boots and were a MUST for this picture. His Mamaw and Papa made his this outfit. But we wear the cowboy boots all the time now no matter what outfit we have on or where it is we're going. He calls the vest and chaps his "Wild wild west" which sounds more like "Wile wile wes."

Macie was a sweet little flower. It seems as if one of her little stems has meandered its way into her little mouth and set up camp. Yes...she's still sucking her thumb.

I'm staying insanely busy. A fellow blogger mentioned that a hot date was when you stroll through Walmart hanging on your honey's arm while the grandparents wait in the car with the kids...or in our case...just take them to a different part of the store or wait in the car...whatever works. I laughed till it was a little ridiculous over this considering that the BOTH of us, my honey and I, and nearly giggled with excitement as we strolled into Walmart, hand-in-hand, by ourselves. It felt like a mini-date and we were pumped about it. ha! So needless to say I found quite a bit of humor in her mention of the "wally world" hot date center.

More soon.