Ohio Drivers...again.

In what seems to be an unsinkable subject, my children have decided they are the go to experts on drivers from Ohio. At least, to hear them talk, you'd think they know every nuance and mannerism of a Buckeye behind the wheel.

Take yesterday for instance, when I was exiting a parking lot and recieved a cheerful toot from the horn of a fellow driver ( of course I wasn't in the wrong!) Immediately this low growl began to rumble through the back seat "Darned Ohio Drivers!" my children cried... (not realizing that maybe, just maybe they were in the offending car)

And so, I began my intercessory mediation " Just because someone blows their horn does not mean they are from Ohio" and really whatever else I said is not important, because they were ignoring me, continuing their line of conversation instead:

"Did you see her plates?" Chan asked his sister, craning his neck to see out the back window in the event the car came near enough for him to share his displeasure via stuck out tongue or scowled brow. 

Logan said: "No, but she stopped at that stop sign, so she isn't from Ohio" 

Catching Up

I am so many decades behind already, I'm not sure catching up to the current date in pictures, stories and activities is even possible, but for those of you who are still paying attention, a few pictures from Halloween and the day before. The alligator you see lives in one of the water hazards on the golf course... he/she is one of several that we call neighbor in Island West. I took my picture to "comfort" Momma :)

The playground pics are the day before and if you ever want to play there too, it can be found  on Hilton Head @ one of my favorite places to hide from the world, Shelter Cove Harbour. We walked around taking in the calm of the boats bobbing on the water and then played in the playground for a while... conducting weights and levers experiments, seeing how many kids it takes to lift me- mom- on the teeter totter. (2 of the big ones :)

Halloween morning it was pumpkin & skeleton pancakes with "Boo-tiful" orange milk for breakfast and then the pumpkin carving commenced. Each child drew a toothpick from my hand and matched it to the pumpkin with the other half of the toothpick ( keeping things fair!) I ended up doing most of the scooping, poking, sawing and sorting, but the pride in those pumpkins was all theirs!

As far as Halloween costumes went, Chandler decided to be the Swedish (?) Chef from the Muppets, Fisher was Darth Vader and Logan was a Spy from Totally Spies though frequently misidentified as Poison Ivy or Ariel.



Here ya go:

15 minutes

So, apparently our neighborhood has its own googlesite... and there's evidence of our little soiree:

Chili CookOff Victory Picture

(Don't we all look thrilled?!)

Also, see a few of the kids on this page.

 ( most duplicate of what has already been posted here prior)