I just couldn't stop myself...

After I edited the picture of Matthew I had to go back and find more pics to play around with. It was just too much fun!

He's MAD I tell you!! MAD!!

Pumpkin Patch

This last Tuesday we went to the local pumpkin patch to pick out our pumpkins. We have David signed up with Parents as Teachers and they sponsered the trip. They even bought pumpkins for all the kids! (Yay for free stuff!)

Luckily I remembered my camera and snapped away while they picked out the perfect pumpkin.

So, this picture didn't exactly come out the way I had imagined in my head. That pumpkin was really slick and David wasn't having it.

"Ooh! Look at all those pumpkins!"

David was all over the place. I think he personally inspected every single pumpkin there.

Inspecting the gourds.

He picked this one out but then quickly lost interest and tossed it on the ground.

"I want that one, and that one...."

Matthew even got to pick out a pumpkin even though technically he wasn't supposed to.
The free pumpkins were only for the non school age children, but Mrs. Debbie bought his too.

He searched through all the pumpkins, trying to find the biggest, best pumpkin in the bunch.

My handsome boys and their pumpkins. We ended up picking out a pumpkin for David, he couldn't decide on just one.

I love my family.

I am man, I have Machete!

Matt picked up a couple of machetes the other day while he was out and about. So of course he and Matthew had to go out and hack at some weeds in our yard.

David and I just sat and watched them. (tee-hee)

Who IS that masked man?

I was going through old photos one day while my friend Gina was over visiting. I pulled out this picture and started laughing. "Look at Matt!" I said while pointing. She smiled and said "Yeah, but who is that dope with the white and green make-up on?"

ummm...uhhhh....

(I don't think she saw where I had pointed.)

We still love you Gina!

If you still can't pick him out, he's the one with his arms stretched out and the silly make up on. Hehe.

Dear Matthew,

Today is your 9th birthday. It seems just yesterday you were born. I remember your "birth"-day very clearly.

It was a week before my due date. It was early morning and I was asleep, Daddy had already gone to work at the airport. I remember Nana calling me around 9:00 a.m. We talked to for a while. I noticed as we spoke that I was feeling pains in my tummy. I thought "hmmm. That was different."But I didn't dare tell Nana cause I didn't want her to worry. I went back to sleep and woke off and on, all the while noticing that my tummy was aching. Around noon I decided to call Daddy and tell him what was going on. He wanted to come home but we weren't sure if I was actually in labor. It wasn't until our friend Chuck, who worked with Daddy, said "Your having a baby! Go home!"

Daddy got home around 4 and around 6 we decided to go to the hospital. That's when we called the family. Alot of people showed up, from mine and Daddy's side, to await your arrival. Nana showed up first. Followed by Pop-Pop and Uncle Steve. Aunt Adrienne was next and then Uncle Josh. Daddy's Grandma and Grandpa Burgoyne were there also.

Labor wasn't too hard and you were born at 11:00p.m. (An hour before your Nana and Pop-Pop's wedding anniversary!) You were 7lbs. 6ozs. and you were 21 inches long. We noticed right away that you were the spitting image of your Daddy. I won't put on here what your Nana said when she first laid eyes on you. (it's hilarious, but a little graphic for a public post.) I'm sure you've heard it before and you will hear it a million times more as you grow up. (It's something we do on my side of the family. Tell the same stories over and over. I think we like to try to engrain these memories into your brain.)

I just want to say how proud I am of you. You amaze me every day with your love, patience towards your brother and kindness towards others. I am proud of who you are today and who I see you becoming as you get older.

I love you and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

And to commemorate this day, here are some adorable baby pictures that I'm sure you're not going to like me posting, but I'm going to anyways. It's one of the perks of being your Mom. :)

Matthew is turning 9!

I finally finished Matthew's birthday invites for him to pass out to his classmates. I decided to make them this year cause we had all the stuff to do them at home and like Matt's Grandpa Dial says. "I'm like a baby bird. I'm cheap, cheap, cheap!" Lol. I love the way they turned out. I might just make them from now on!