Getting ready for Halloween

Corinne was very interested in cleaning out the pumpkin. She was a big help to her daddy.

She doesn't like to get her hands dirty.

She loved her pumpkin Jack.

This is just a random picture I took of Corinne the other day...I found her like this, I don't know where she gets such style.

Carving the pumpkin

Corinne loved carving her pumpkin this year. It was a lot of fun to watch her.

BYU vs. Florida State

Since Florida State isn't too far away from us, we got to go to the game this year. Even though BYU didn't win, we still had fun. Corinne had her first experince at a football game...she didn't quite understand she was cheering for Florida State most of the time, but she loved doing the Seminole War Chant and moved her arm up and down cheering with all the Florida State fans...they certainally got a kick out of it anyway.

Trip to the Zoo

Don had a week off of school a little while ago so we took Corinne to the zoo. She LOVES animals.

On the train.

I'm Finished!

So, for those of you who don't know my husband Don, he is just about the nicest person you will ever meet. He is way too nice to me most of the time. Well, when Don started dental school, we bought him three pairs of ceil-blue scrubs that were his classes designated class color- which he has to wear everyday all day at school. Now, about four years later, those three sets of scrubs are getting pretty tattered and worn- (ripped, torn, worn-out in certain areas, stained with chemicals and bodily juices...you get the idea). Anyway, about two months ago, Don came home from school and plopped himself down on the couch...I couldn't help but notice the 12-inch rip down the crotch of his scrub pants. I said in a panic..."Don, don't wear those anymore...let me fix them!" He set them on my sewing table and of course I forgot about them. The next week, the same thing happened with another pair or his scrub pants. He kindly let me know that he now had a couple of pants for me to fix and that we would have to do laundry a little more often. Well, a couple weeks later, the pants were still sitting on my table, but Don is too nice to say anything to me and didn't want to hurt my feelings, so as I left one night, he took matters into his own hands. Even though he had never used a sewing machine before, he's a pretty smart guy so he thought he could figure it out. Little did he know I had been working with some really interesting fabrics lately so I had an extremely small needle on my machine with bright pink thread hooked up. Long story short, I came home to a slightly frustrated husband who had sewn his pant leg to the crotch with pink thread that was sewn so tight it was in knots. I sat for about an hour that night laughing hysterically while trying to pick out all the pink thread- imagining what he must have looked like sewing this incredible mess. I'm happy to report after many weeks of putting it off, I've just finished fixing them! I'm sorry for taking so long Don...thanks for being so patient with me. I know you can do just about anything...and I will give you sewing lessons if you want, but for now I think you might want to stay away from my machine. Oh...and we could maybe even splurge and get you some new scrubs!