View from the deck

This gorgeous sunset view was taken from the back deck Tuesday night. We have such beautiful sunsets and I have very few good shots of them. It still is not the same as real life, though. Autumn is such a lovely time of year in this area. I wanted to get some nice shots of the trees, but I'm afraid I may have waited too long and they are past peak.

Last night I got a shot of the moon. Again, not awesome, but kind of eerie as seen through the neighbors trees. It's an October, Halloween kind of sight.

Sadness Reigning

Pun totally intended! It has been raining all day and Morgan's soccer game was cancelled. I hear it is warmer in Maine than it is here in PA. Wonderful! But we managed to survive a day without soccer by taking Morgan to get his flu shot. This is the first time in 7 years that he did not cry when getting a shot. The Little Prince is growing up!

He and the king have been amusing themselves by playing Guitar Hero all day long. Mostly Morgan plays, but when he lets Reese have a turn, Morgan sings into the remote. I have a feeling we will be adding a mic to the mix soon. Yea! I had to drag them, kicking and screaming, out to the kitchen to eat chicken parmesan and spaghetti. Which was absolutely delish, by the way. Yum-o!

I am amazed

Morgan getting ready to kick the ball out during the warm up before Saturday's game.


He kicked so hard and fast that I couldn't even get the ball in the picture.

The amazing thing is that he stays on his feet! How can that be? And, no, he did not kick cute little #5. It just looks that way. Really. I love the expression on his face. He enjoys the sport so much. I will be sad next year when it becomes competitive.

Another one bites the dust

The little prince just lost another tooth. Finally! It's been loooooose for a couple weeks now. I was afraid to let him go to sleep tonight without pulling it. I told him I was worried that it would get stuck in his throat. Well, that did cross my mind. He was wiggling it at 90 degree angles (grossing me out, BTW) but it just would not break free. I told him I would not be able to sleep if it did not come out. He could go to bed, but I would be waking up about every hour to check on him to make sure it was not stuck in his throat.

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After his shower, we sat on his bed for about 1/2 hr and talked between wiggles. It was kind of fun, actually. I never seem to spend as much one-on-one time with him as I would like. He told me about free time at school today. I never get any school information from him. He said he drew a picture of King Julian (from Penguins of Madagascar). Then he told me the funny parts from the show, word for word.

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I finally took pity on him and told him to rinse his mouth in the bathroom and get in bed. Was it really that mean of me to say, "I suppose I will not be getting much sleep tonight"? He rinsed his mouth in the bathroom and came back in his room to tell me he thought he could get the tooth out with "just one more yank". That even sounded painful. Sure enough, he stood in front of the mirror and yanked and out it came. He had the biggest grin on his face as he said to me, "No you can sleep tonight!". As he walked out the door to show his dad, I heard him say "I'm so proud of myself!" Awwww...Little man...