Saturday Night

8:40.
Kids are in bed.
Sox game is on. 
TUMS are easily accessible.

We've been accused of being "SupahFans" by our Maryland friends.  When we counter that in, New England terms, we're on the saner end of normal, nobody believes us.
Today we were talking about the stuff we miss from Worcester.  Besides our friends and family, what came to mind was the quintessentially New England feature of being able to carry on a conversation with anyone about the Sox/Bruins/Pats/Celts.  In line at Dunkin's , you can say, "You see the game last night?" and *boom*  - instant conversation.   Man, woman, child, *irregardless* of race, color or creed - everyone can talk sports. 
Not so much here. 
But we're educating people. 

I DO realize that most people aren't here to be entertained by my witty banter and that it has been the whole month of October that I haven't posted a picture.  So here. 

We're not quite rednecks yet if it's wine out of a Mason Jar...right? 

We unpacked our old VHS copies of "The Muppet Show'.  The kids are enamored. 

The kid has total Barry Gibb hair. 

Because it was 86 degrees in October and the lawn desperately needed to be watered...we got to run in the sprinkler last weekend. 

No sprinkler experience for Caroline is complete with out a picture of her with jazz hands. 

His sunglasses almost hide the big scab on his nose he got from falling down and smashing his nose on the gym floor playing t-ball.  It really hurt, but I think he was more mad that he didn't get the ball. 

He wants so desperately to be like his older siblings.  He didn't do anything on the can, he just sat smiling and reading his book for five minutes. 

Somehow Sam left and open water baottle in his backpack, destroying his folder and almost destroying his homework journal.  Thankfully the 17 year old hair dryer that has been used many times (though only a handful of those for drying hair) came to the rescue. 

We also found the VHS tapes of "Star Wars".  The movies are too intense for the kids, but the can do some of the parts.  Nate was pretending he was Yoda here.   Don't ask. 

Naked Buns!!!!