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Scheafferstown Fall Harvest Festival

It is pretty much a mandatory thing on my side of the family to attend either the Scheafferstown’s Summer Cherry Festival and/or the Fall Harvest festival every year. It takes place on the property of my great, great, great grandparents. It’s the same thing every year, but we enjoy it nonetheless.

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Hershey Homecoming Weekend / 10 year High School Reunion

Sadly, this is the only picture I have from this weekend - This is Lizzie and cousin Paige at the Homecoming Parade. I’m guessing Lizzie is thinking, “Seriously mom, not only is this the lamest parade I have ever been to, but you did not dress me appropriately - it is quite chilly this evening!” Yes indeed! We went back home to dress ourselves a little warmer, then headed back to the stadium where Daniel and Elizabeth enjoyed their first Hershey High School football game. Wahoo!

That weekend was also my high school 10 year reunion at Ceolta’s in Harrisburg. All I have to say is that the Hershey high school class of ‘98 is some pretty hot stuff and we all did really well for ourselves! I just felt so happy and so grateful to have had these people in my life…most of whom I have known since elementary school. I genuinely hope the best for all of them!

Now I can’t wait to go to Eppie’s 10 year next year! So many people I want to see!

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Donde es la “Mi Tierra?”

I’ll throw this picture in here even though it’s from Hilton Head:

My sister emailed this picture to me recently. Three reason why I love this picture:

1. Eppie and I both have glowing tans, ur, burns.

2. It’s very rare to find a picture of us together.

3. This is taken at the infamous “Mi Tierra” in Hilton Head - The site of our very first marital argument (The argument was over what exit “Mi Tierra” is off of - so stupid, I know!) But the thought that eppie still thinks that he was right still makes my blood boil. We were clearly off the island, Mr. Magellan!!! (really, I’m not upset)

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A little Dirt won’t kill you!

Of all my mothering quirks, Eppie is most intolerant of my letting the children play in the dirt. Hey, I can’t deny my children the joy that I experienced as a child. What is more fun than making mud? I just don’t know.

Lately, Daniel’s been doing the army thing. My favorite thing about his set-up is the “army microphone.” I’m guessing that’s supposed to be like his walkie-talkie.

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Congrats Nora and Wayne

Ep’s mom got married on October 6th.  Wayne’s a great guy, and we’re excited to have him as a part of our family now (and to get to know him better).  Also, Ep now has another 5 siblings (his first of the step-variety) to go along with the 4 he already has (1 twin, 3 half-brothers).  Is there a “most interesting family tree” contest anywhere?  We should enter.

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Everyone needs an Uncle Dan

Here is Danny…wearing quite the shirt!! And of course, little Lucy! I don’t know what we’d ever do without uncle Dan. The kids love him and he’s like my best friend. Well, not like my best friend - He is my best friend…after eppie of course.

On a side note, for the longest time, Elizabeth always thought Dan’s first name was “Uncle.” It wasn’t until recently that she realized his name was Dan.

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Shiver me timbers! Is that a Pirate playing the piano? No, just Daniel

Daniel has begun the dreadful mandatory piano lessons. Actually, he really enjoys it. I hadn’t planned on starting Daniel so early, but when he broke his foot a few weeks ago, I figured learning the piano was a good sitting activity.

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The Nobama Chickens

Sure, my parents have had chickens in their backyard before, but never with the intent to kill them if necessary when the United States goes to ruins…And that would be when Barack Obama becomes our next president. That is why I have nicknamed these chickens the Nobama chickens. You may be asking, “Do your parents really think things will get that bad?” The answer is “yes - if Obama is our next president!” (Dave and Allyson - you can stop laughing now. Seriously. Stop laughing. I’ve been listening to my talk radio and I’ve become very, very upset with this Obama character. But don’t worry - I won’t disown you like mom and dad are going to if Obama wins:) Then again, as a sister I can’t really disown you.)

Anyway. . . The grandkids got to pick a chicken and name it. Daniel picked a black chicken and called her Zorro. Elizabeth picked a yellow chicken and named him Yellow. So clever!

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Enjoying the Fall weather

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Just found out we had these pictures this week!

Eppie took these pictures of our kids summer of 2007 and I totally forgot all about them.  They’re not edited, obviously.   But I’m so glad that we still have these!

Holly: “Hey Elizabeth. What do you think about Asher babysitting you this weekend?”
Elizabeth: “Asher. Asher. We all fall down!”

Holly: “Excuse me everyone. I just want you all to know that I lost two pounds. (striking a pose) Can’t you tell?”
Daniel: Um, yeah. Your boobs look smaller.

While watching a video on the Bible story of Joseph, Daniel didn’t understand why Joseph was sent to Jail. I explained it the best way I could:
Holly: Well, you see, Potiphar’s wife tried to kiss Joseph. But Joseph was like, “No! I can’t kiss you. You’re married.”
Daniel: Huh. It’s just a kissing problem. Kind of strange to go to jail for something like kissing.

Daniel: Mom, where’s dad?
Holly: Where he always is.
Daniel: On the toilet?
(Good guess. But what I was going for was the office)

Daniel: Mom, I need to start keeping a journal.
Mom: Why?
Daniel: Because all famous people write in journals.
Mom: Oh really. Who do you know that is famous who has kept a journal?
Daniel: Barack Obama.

At chocolate world:
Daniel: Can I get starbursts when we’re here.
Holly: Hershey doesn’t make starbursts.
Daniel: Who does?
Holly: I’m not sure. Maybe Mars.
Daniel: (thinking, thinking) Do they ship the candy to earth on rockets?

Holly: Lizzie, I’ve told you a thousand times to stop playing with the mirror.
Daniel: No, more like ONE-thousand times!

While going through some of our storage:
Daniel: Look what I found mom! An old-fashioned plate. How old do you think it is?
Holly: Well, it can’t be that old. I got it for a wedding gift.
Daniel: No, this was definitely used by the old-fashioners. Wow!

Check out some of the hottest moms in Hershey at:

www.americasnexttopmom.com/preview.html.

And now that you’ve seen it, I feel like I need to explain myself…

Eppie came up with clever domain name more than a year ago when he thought I should blog about being a mom.  I never cared to do it, but he reserved the name for me anyway.

In the meantime, I kept telling my friend Bryn (the one in the orange shirt) that she needed to give me some lessons on doing my hair all cutesie like she does.  So, we grabbed some girls and threw a little hair party where she and her mom did our hair.  Unfortunately, we were too busy talking that we never did learn anything other than Hairspray, hairspray, hairspray!!!

Eppie took pictures of us all beautified and put together this mock website. It’s not done, but with his busy life, I’m thinking it will never be completed. 

This was done a very long time ago.  So long ago that Jenn, the preggo girl in black, now has a seven-month old boy! 

Hopefully the site puts a smile on your face.  I think it’s pretty dang cute.  And I totally think that if we emailed this to Tyra Banks, she would have us guest star on her show…don’t ya think?