Super Girl  Bumblebee the Transformer And our Little Kangaroo We had a wonderful time playing with and visiting with our neighbors, dressing up in costumes, and begging for candy. 

Last Friday while the girls spent the day caring for and practicing to hold “baby Ewi” my son spent the day dressed in Camoes and gathering his weapons arsenal to play army with uncle Jim.  I wasn’t exactly sure how much uncle Jim would feel like playing army, since he lives army every day of his life and this was his leave time to see family before deploying to Iraq.

That’s right folks, we have a new circus member due to arrive here in early June 2010!! And the circus cast couldn’t be more excited!!!

Those of you that have been visiting the circus for awhile know that I don’t use my kids names on the blogs. I once entertained the idea of pseudonyms but never came up with any I liked. So I’ve pretty much stuck with “ my son,” “my 3 year old daughter” and “my baby” for the past year or so. So far, I have no real intentions to change that, but I did realize last week, that had this been “Life with The Peanuts Gang” or something more catchy, I’d have perfect pseudonyms to use.

This weekend the kids got to meet their newest cousin, “baby Ewi.” They were all quite excited to finally make his acquaintance. The girls have been carrying their dolls around for weeks now feeding, rocking, and putting to sleep their very own “baby Ewi’s.” But my middle child was probably the most smitten, to say the least. She could quite often be found by his side, smiling at him, tickling him and laughing at every noise he made.

Gentleman. I am convinced that if you were to look the word up in the dictionary, you’d have to find a picture of this man.  I first met him at our high school graduation. I remember being taken with the fact that he had one of those sweaters with the reinforced elbows and remarked to Scott how much I loved his genuine “Grandpa sweater” and was convinced he’d be the perfect Worthers Original grandpa.

At dinner last night I was telling Scott how cute it is to watch our 3 yr old in gymnastics. Every now and then she’ll look at the observation window, get a big grin and wave to me. Sometimes she’ll even give me a thumbs up sign. At which point she chimed in and said, “Yea, this means good.” “And this means Ravens” What can I say? That’s my girl!

I’ve been putting it off for far too long (as you can soon tell by my before picture). But today I decided that my poor girl was past due for a hair cut. We’ve cut her bangs, but nothing major since what I refer to as the “debacle of 07” when I took my sweet 22 mth old for a hair cut and returned with a sweet little girl sporting the bowl cut.

In the past month, these pictures were taken during meal time at our home. I can assure you that these antics don’t take place regularly around here, but at the same time, they do happen. After all, it is the circus. Exhibit A: playing with our food “Look Mom, I can make vowels with my spaghetti!” Exhibit B:  Yes, that would be my son eating his applesauce while sitting on his Daddy’s shoulders (and yes, to make it truly circus like, he’s in his underwear).

This week we took the kids to see a performance at the Sight and Sound theatre in Lancaster, Pa. If you ever get the opportunity to go (they also have a location in Branson, Mo) I highly recommend you go. (thankfully we were able to use a home school discount and take our family for less than the cost of one regularly priced ticket). We saw their production of In the Beginning, which was a rendition of the Creation story.