What crawled into our van and died?

The last few days our van has been permeating a smell that just wouldn't go away. Each day it has gotten worse and went as far as me beginning to think there might be a small dead animal in the van. I had left the door open at a latino family's home and wondered if one of their ten thousand chihuahua dogs had snuck into our van and then died of the heat while parked at our home. I let the idea pass and thought I just must be sniffing things in my mind. Today when I went to the back of the van to buckle up David and his buddy Levi, I got a whiff that made me want to pass out! When Wayne and I got back home, he started nosing around in the back of the van and almost died. Yes there was a smell for sure. Last week Wayne had stopped at McDonald's with Andrew and David and somehow David had lost his Egg McMuffin between the seat and the side of the van and that smell was a ROTTEN EGG!!!!! I immediately thought of Charlotte's Web and laughed at Wayne and his antics of gagging! David's comment to the whole thing was, "I wondered where that egg had gone."

Summer Activities

This past summer we spent many hours with the Swim Team. Mikayla, Andrew, Brianna and David all were swimmers this year and had a great time making a lot of friends and learning great swimming skills and concentration and stamina. We also had an Art class taken through the The Fine Arts department which lasted a week for Mikayla and Andrew. Those two also participated in a Theatre class for two weeks at the end of the summer. Andrew, at one point, was going to theatre class in the mornings and football practice at night. Interesting combination?????

A New Beginning & First Day of School

Something had to be done for me to be able to keep a better journal rather than just writing in a white paged book. So, when my friend, Holly, sent us a link to her blog (and I was ever so impressed) I decided that it was time to get it together and keep better records.

We shall start off with "I am so glad to be back in school" is the broken record saying this week around our house, and it is not just the kids saying it. I love my kids, but I am so glad that they are back in school so I can slow down just a little in the mornings and get some of MY projects done. This, of course, being project #1. I asked Gabby this morning if she was sad that Mikayla, Andrew and Brianna had gone back to school and her reply which was accompanied by a shrug and a passive face was, "Not Really." I think she is enjoying a little alone with Mommy time that doesn't happen so regularly when all six are around the house.