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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.

We came home with so much more than freshly picked apples…   we returned with smiles, laughter, and many fond memories  Visit here or here for more fun with pictures!

Every now and then at the circus, I find myself enjoying a moment of peace. All too often that peace and quiet is the result of complete and massive destruction going on quietly in another room of the house… say an overflowing sink, or crayon art on the wall, or something else which seems to bind my children in complete quiet. But sometimes, sometimes all is calm and when I fearfully peek around the corner, I catch a moment like this.

One Sunday I picked my 2 year old son up from Sunday School and found goldfish in his bin. He had saved some of his snack to share with Mommy and Daddy. My jaw hit the floor. His thoughtfulness both touched and humbled me. Our church has a fellowship time between services in which you can have some cookies, popcorn, coffee, and lemonade. Once my son was old enough to attend church with us after Sunday School, he got to come join us for the fellowship time as well.

This year in addition to the farm animals, the kids enjoyed some other treats at the county fair. Rides Cotton Candy   And a visit with Spiderman himself So, what’s your favorite part of the fair? The animals, the rides, the food, or the super heroes? Visit here or here for more fun with pictures!

Every fall, since my first born was only 5 months old, I’ve taken my children to the county fair. We don’t by any stretch live in a rural area, so I am sure some of you country folk would laugh and heckle what we call a county fair. But, for my suburbanite children and I, it offers a rare opportunity to see some farm animals up close. It is a fall tradition we look forward to all summer long!

About 7 months ago we received a phone call that we’d been hoping for, for several years now. My sister in law (Scott’s sister) was pregnant! And there was much rejoicing and squealing at the circus house. Later that same week, we learned that my other sister in law (my brother’s wife) was also expecting a baby! Their due dates were within 2 weeks of each other. And a few months later we found out that they were both expecting boys.