A Letter Home

Dear Mom and Dad,

I'm sure you've been trying to contact me all week. We had a big rainstorm move through, and I think water got into the telephone box. The phones aren't working, and they sound like the line is open, so it probably is ringing busy. And, since we didn't want to invest money in a house we don't own, we did not elect to buy wire coverage when we picked a phone plan. So we'll let you know what the landlords want to do. I would think they would need to have the lines fixed, as they eventually want to sell the house.

The boys are doing well. They are full of energy and growing right before my eyes. As Miller approaches three, I thought it would be a good idea to begin potty training. I think our school routine has settled down enough for him, so I pulled out the underwear. I got as far as that. He would have nothing to do with the pants or the toilet, even if I bribed him with popsicles. However, the other boys had fun playing in them, and although there isn't a picture posted, really made us laugh dressing like Captain Underpants.

Hunter has been working hard on his eagle scout project. He still needs a little donations, but has moved ahead. He is submitting his project tomorrow for approval, and will be visiting the hardware store to determine which items he'll need. Hallelujah. This is a picture of the empty courtyard at Sawyer's school. We're excited at everything that will be incorporated into his science courtyard.

Tanner and Hunter are still running cross country. Hunter didn't want to invest in running shoes so he's still plodding along in his basketball shoes, since he's only running to get in shape for basketball. However, we did find him a pair of spikes to run in on meet days. Tanner has a pair as well.

The first meet Hunter wore his spikes I was watching him approach the finish line, and noticed his shoes. The zipper had come undone, and he had never put in a shoelace to lace up the inside, so his shoes flopped for two miles. He should have just taken them off, but instead gave everyone a good laugh.

Sawyer and Miller are their biggest supporters, and like to watch every runner come in. Here they're sitting on the four-wheeler that stays in front of the lead runner. They know the last runner has crossed the line when the last runner four wheeler comes in.

Porter is playing fall baseball. He's had some good plays and hits. Sometimes Cooper gets to practice with him. We enjoy having our boys on the same teams. Not just for a simpler schedule, although that is a definite plus, but for improving relations.
Life is good. There are always lots of laughs, mostly from Sawyer. Here he is feeling like a Shriner. I think. I never did ask.
The weather has finally turned into more of a fall pattern. We've had our bedroom windows open 24/7 since April. It's nice to finally feel something of a cool breeze through them. We hope all is well with you. We love you and wanted to let you know we were thinking of you. Remind me to tell you about my tooth story, and the van.

Love,

Amy Jo