Preschool - Month One

Day One

Day Two

Day Three

Day Four

Day Five

Day Six

Day Seven

{received our first "incident report"... :( Let's just say the playground is a dangerous place and my child needs to learn to pay attention and not play so rough with the toys}

Day Eight

Raegen LOVES going to school. He's made a lot of friends and he comes home saying the funniest things. I'm glad he's learning how to interact with others his own age and be under another adult's authority. We're gearing up for another month of fun!

more fair fun with friends and fam { i heart alliteration}

We went to the fair again today. This time we met up with our playgroup friends and some family tagged along too!

Our first stop...the dog show!!

There were about five dog owners that were gracious enough to put on a little show for the kiddos. They certainly had Raegen's attention!

It was great to have Kibs and baby J join our playgroup today and because Aunt April and cousin Brody were in town {Uncle Mike & B had a golf tourney} they came as well!

Lynden was just along for the ride!

I'm "taking" a photography course right now so this was a great opportunity to use my camera settings that don't include the word "Auto"! ha.

Pucker up!

Is this the little piggy that went to market?

This is definitely the one that stayed home!

{Remember him from here? He earned sixth place and made it to the sale! Great job to our buddy "B"!!}

Proof that the grass really is greener on the other side??

"Ride 'em cowboy"

Looking at all the different entries is always one of my faves. I think every year I always tell myself to enter something, anything!, the next year. {and I never do...I should do that next year!}

First place takes the cake.

Or the cake takes first place??

{created by one of our teens from church}

Raegen made our double jogger into a stroller made for three!

It worked out pretty well. And so long as none of these boys gains any weight, it should work again...

{I know, fat chance}

I'm so thankful to have great family and friends to share time with. And because I haven't mentioned it here on the 'ol blog yet, congrats to both of these ladies on their baby news! They are both expecting early next year, just ten weeks apart. Their oldest boys are just two weeks apart.

I had a great time at the fair {again} this year and I wouldn't mind going again! I still haven't gotten to ride anything or chow down on a fried twinkie {truthfully that's all I'm really concerned about}!

{please don't ask what Raegen's doing...the truth is I don't know. I think it has something to do with being a boy. Or three years old. Or both. Or none of the above.}

Chickens and pigs and goats, oh my!

It's a fair ride!

That's the theme for this year's county fair.

We headed downtown on Tuesday to watch the parade and kick-off the start to the county fair.

And by {we} I mean my two boys and our buddies...

This was Lynden's first fair parade. He fell asleep in my lap and then just as things started, he woke up!

The fave part of the parade?

The tractors, of course!

The scariest part of the parade?

This float!

My little drummer boy couldn't keep his hands still when the bands marched by. There were about five that participated so he got lots of practice keeping up with the beat.

What's a parade without a gangsta car?

And there's never anything as exciting as horses! It's a good thing they're always last! ;)

Later that evening after B made it home we headed down to the fair...

A lot of the kids from church are involved in 4-H and have animals at the fair so the kids got the VIP treatment...

By the time we finished looking at all the animals and took a stroll through the new exhibit hall {and stopped to talk to everyone and their brother, of course! it's kind of like going to WM, you run into everyone you know}, it was time to go home and get in bed. We have family coming in this weekend though so hopefully we can make it back and enjoy some of this...

and maybe a little of this!

So I thought I might die today.

But somehow I survived the swing of death or maybe it was the sailboat swing of death. I don't know and I don't care. I was just happy to get out of the air and let my feet touch the sweet ground.
Never again I say, never again.
At least the boys had a blast and that's all that really matters.