Well, October is usually my favorite month, but this one in particular has been very disappointing. It rains nearly every day and there has only been one sunny day in the last two weeks at least. I had to turn my heater on last night, because the high winds were making our house even colder than usual. I'm praying for a break in this dreary weather before winter hits. So, the reason I started this blog, besides having it for my family who lives far away and likes to see the updates and slide shows of their girls, was so that I could someday make books for the girls out of them when they are older. My friend Kristen told me about a business that puts them together for you, so you can give them to your kids when they are older to show them what their family was going through - kind of like a diary. I thought this was an awesome idea. I am torn about what to write sometimes though. I want to write about their accomplishments and the things they struggle with or put me through;), so I can give them an accurate view of what their childhoods were like, especially before they have memories of them, but I don't want to come ac cross as bragging about them, to friends who tune in to see what's new with us. I also struggle with the fact that these are essentially for my kids and I feel like I focus too much on all the terrible things that Natalie Jane is getting into, but at the same time I want her to know how mischievous she was and how much she is loved. I am trying to find a balance I guess, so here goes. Natalie is slowing down in terms of the amount of things she gets into. Now there are bad days instead of bad months or weeks. She still pushes Bella's buttons, by standing in front of the TV when Bella is trying to watch a program or turning the TV off or by just coming up to her and pushing her. This week she drew all over my brand new kitchen table the day after we got it, with crayon. Her sister was coloring, and I just didn't get the crayon out of her hand fast enough. She still tells me no about everything and it is all battles still. For all of her naughtiness, she is still a lover. Her favorite place to be is in my lap and when you pick her up to put her there, she grabs your arms and pulls them around her. She tells me she "lubs" me about 20 times a day and it is still music to my ears. The other day our house was very cold and she was sitting down to go potty on her potty chair and jumped up and said "mommy, my hooha is ccccold!" Oh my gosh, I just couldn't stop laughing at her. I never gave her the anatomical names for her private parts, because she yells them out in public just to get a rise out of me, so when she says it, I always laugh. Bella just loves kindergarten and is doing really well. Her teacher sent me an email last week telling me what a kind and compassionate child she is and it made me feel better about starting her in kindergarten with her September birthday. Every day she comes home and can't stop telling me all the things that she is learning and all the friends she has. I was nervous about her riding the bus with all the older kids, but that seems to be going OK. She has told me about some kids picking on other kids, so I am trying to teach her about what bullies are and how she needs to stick up for the kids being picked on. I want to empower her so she feels brave enough to speak her mind for other kids and herself. School can be so tough. She got her stitches out and that was a pretty traumatic experience as well, but it was pretty quick. We literally had to carry her out of the house kicking, screaming and crying. (We should never have told her where we were going!) She grabbed a hold of the door and wouldn't let go. We couldn't get her to stay in the van and when we got to the med center, she wouldn't get out of the van and again we had to pry her fingers lose from the van door. I can only imagine what people were thinking watching the circus that was our family! She kept crying out to Aaron who was holding her and making her go to the med center "you are not my favorite person!" I am glad to have that whole experience behind us. Last week I was hit with the old adage "well so and so is doing it", for the first time. I should have seen it coming. Apparently her friend got to see a movie that I thought might be too scary for my kids and she didn't really like my response. We had a little argument and I had to pull out a great line that my friend Beth equip ed me with (she's so wise). I told Bella that I was not responsible to God for so and so, I was responsible to God for her. I'm sure it's just the start of lots more battles to come. I hope everyone stays warm this fall. I can't wait until we go to the pumpkin and apple farms soon!