Chitter Chatter

Today as our family crashed into a local paint your own pottery shop, a lady stopped us and asked, "Aren't you the Harringtons?" Hmmmmm...I thought to myself, How should I answer this?  Turns out, it was a lady that attended family camp one year that our family also attended before Ian was born...and how could you forget spending an entire weekend with us-even before the littles had arrived?  Ha! 

We had a great time painting pottery with family and friends for McKenna's 9th birthday.  Nathan and I still can't believe our girl is one year closer to double digits!  It was so funny to hear she and her friends chatter and talk... "Wow McKenna!  How many brothers do you have?  All I can see are brothers!"......"We can't WAIT to have a sleepover...."FOR SURE!" they exclaimed. Such funny girls :)  I was certain that we would break something or possibly get reprimanded for our rowdy behavior but the shop owner was so nice and good with the kids.  McKenna is pretty certain it was one of her favorite birthdays.  How do I know?  I must confess that I read her journal from time to time.  SHHHH!  I simply can't help myself- she leaves it on the couch in the living room and if it were truly a secret, she would write it in her password, voice activated journal.  Serious business.

Just a night or so ago, I read some important facts. Some of which included that I was the strict and mean parent- I am not surprised nor am I hurt---she will someday appreciate me for that :)  Nathan however, is the cute Dad.  I also agree with that- in my opinion he is a cute dad!  She also wrote that I am most likely to be late for everything. I also do not contest this as I like to meander sometimes and I often feel like my meandering is productive, apparently I should rethink that because no one else agrees with me on that one. But one of my favorite parts was under a section titled "My Social Life" .  In this section, she had stick figures drawn with dialogue bubbles.  One was me saying "Stop Asher!"  The next figure was saying "What? It wasn't me!"  and the third figure, which was her said, "Yes it was, Asher!"  Poor Asher- that guy can't get away with anything. 

Our family also attended the fall carnival this weekend at the kids' school.  This was a lot of fun and we came away with crazy hair, drinks from the ring toss, cupcakes from the cake walk and Ian' s favorite- candy!  I believe we have had a full weekend and just as I wrap it up for the night, Ian made it a lot easier.  He peed on me!  YUCK!  I keep thinking I am getting closer to a potty trained boy & as he was wearing big boy undies did not get to the potty in time.  So off we go to change and move toward a new day tomorrow.  Here's hoping for a day full of dry undies.