As summer fades to fall

 

The lazy summer afternoons  have been replaced by days filled with Tae Kwon Do, guitars, and homework….

 

 

 

                             lots and lots of homework!

 

 

 

God provides us with 4 seasons and we have been forced to acknowledge that it is time for summer to ride walk off into the sunset.

 

 

We have tried to cram all the summer fun we could into the past week or two.  The boys have spent every available minute at the park

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                 or on the trampoline

 

 

 

The annual West Fargo parade was this weekend.  We had a blast (even though it was 86 degrees—way too hot for those of us who are already acclimated to ND temps).  We generally come home with garbage bags of candy but there were so many more people this year that the amount any one person could get was much less.  (this of course doesn’t hurt my feelings at all….and really, how much sugar do two boys need?)

 

My favorite entries are always the patriotic ones.  I like living in a small town—everyone immediately stands with their hand over their heart as the flags all go by and clap and say “Thank you for your service” as soldiers pass by.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Every good small town parade has to have a line of all the newest farming equipment for the famers to ooh and ahh at.  OK, I admit it, we think they look pretty cool too and would love a ride.

 

 

 

 

 

This is my favorite entry in the parade.  It is a huge grocery cart.  I don’t know why I love it so but I just do.  Our other favorite is the red truck you can just see behind the grocery cart.  The red truck is the Old Dutch potato chip people.  Their chips are the best!  They hand out tons of samples each year and there is usually much pushing and shoving at the curb as the adults scramble for bags.

 

 

 

 

I saved the very best parade picture for last!!! Braxton was able to ride in the float for the Northwest Martial Arts team.  It was stinking hot and he was in that hot uniform so he doesn’t look too thrilled.  But he was so excited and happy to have been a part of it all.  The only problem was that he got to throw candy out to the kids but never got anything for himself.  Cayden offered to share half of his but as usual most floats threw out tootsie rolls….millions of tootsie rolls.  No one in our house really likes them.  Can I interest anyone in a plastic grocery bag full of tootsie rolls????

 

 

 

 

While  Braxton looks toward the future, trying to decide what he wants to accomplish this year and how to have fun doing it…

 

 

 

 

… Cayden has decided that middle school ain’t what its cracked up to be!  Being given more power to decide what and how a class or team will meet its goal = more responsibility for any failures.  I do think he is settling in at the magnet school and learning to do most of his school work on computer.  There are times though that he can tell me in days, hours and minutes, how long it is until Friday!

 

 

 

                          

 

                       THINGS I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO:

 

 

More nice evenings to enjoy our firepit.  (such a ND thing!)

The boys love to burn and waste  roast marshmallows.

 

 

 

 

Removal and hasty death of every cricket and grasshopper in the area.  Max kills them and brings them in the house to play with.  We have a cricket/grasshopper plague of biblical proportions.  Surely they will die once the temperature gets low enough, right?

 

 

 

 

 

By the way, I would like to be able to say that there were no insects harmed in the filming of this blog.  However, it appears that my photographer’s assistant/the only one who would touch the insects (otherwise known as Braxton) got a bit overzealous in making sure it stayed still for the picture.

 

 

There are 4 seasons here: Almost winter, Winter, Still Winter, and Construction.  As frustrating as that sounds it seems like many major projects they have been working on may not be complete by winter…roads we use, roads that would completely change how we get places and how long the trips would take.  But I am going to decide to be hopeful (optimism isn’t exactly my middle name) that I will be driving  down 32nd Ave. by Christmas.

 

I pray that you are able to look back on summer as fondly as we do and enjoy a beautiful blessed Autumn.