Spooky Ghost Pizza

 I saw this cute idea on pinterest to make a pizza with cheese cut out in the shape of ghosts. The original idea came from myrecipes.com, but I just took the concept and did my own thing. Here's how we did it: First roll out your pizza dough, add pizza sauce, and any other toppings you like.

Next, use a ghost shape cookie cutter to cut out slices of mozzarella or provolone cheese. 

Place your cheese ghosts on top of the pizza.

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 Then clean your hands by licking all of the sauce off of your fingers.

 Finally, add diced olives for the eyes.

 Voila! Spooky Ghost Pizza complete with three and one eyed ghosts!

While your waiting for it to bake, find something to snack on while your mother isn't looking.

This is our finished product. It didn't quite come out like we expected. The ghosts sort of disappeared. I blame it on the leftover cheese that I used to fill in the spaces. Nonetheless, we had fun and enjoyed eating it anyway!

Soccer 2011

This year both boys played soccer. Our games began in early September and will continue through most of October. Wilson had a rough start, but gradually warmed up to it. Davis and the other first graders are the oldest on the team, so I think they have liked being the "big dogs" on the field. Next year, unfortunately Davis will have to move up and he and Wilson will be on two separate teams. But for the time being I've enjoyed watching my boys play together.

Coach Craig giving them a pep talk before the first game.

Davis seems to really be listening.

Wilson...not so much. Say What?

 Davis giving Wilson a pat on the back when he first came in.

 Wilson was frustrated. "Dis is too hard!"

Daddy giving Wilson a pep talk

 The second game was much better for Wilson. I guess the cooler temperatures helped.

 Wilson and George

 Davis throwing the ball in.

 Wilson smiling coming off the field...much better!

 Cheering on the team from the sidelines.

 Davis fell right on his behind after this kick.

 Silly goose!

 Silly geese!

Good game guys!

Abby

This past weekend we drove to Abilene, TX to pick up our new pet, Abby.

 As much as Wilson would like it to be, the frog is not our new pet Abby.

 Our new pet Abby is this Brittany Spaniel that hasn't sat still other than to poop or sleep since we brought her home.

 "Yes, Wilson that IS a nice frog, and NO, we can't take it home. How about the precious new puppy we drove eight hours to pick up?"

"I know a lot about frogs."

"Oh, really? Tell me about frogs"

"Well, I just know how to hold frogs. I don't know much about holding puppies"

Poor frog.

 Another failed attempt of capturing a priceless family moment. This was the best of three.

 We stopped on the way home to stock up on puppy supplies. Gotta love Pet Smart!

I think Abby and the boys are going to get along just fine!



Nashville Trip/Dove Weekend

Opening weekend of dove season, I had the privilege of taking Mary Ellen Axford back to her parents in Franklin, TN and visiting with my old friend Ellie and her new sweet baby girl Annie. Oh yeah, Tommy was there too. The boys stayed home with their daddy to shoot up some doves.

 I took a picture of the boys with Mary Ellen right before we left. I think a little girl would look good in our family.

 This sweet little breath of heaven stayed awake the whole eight hour drive until about 30 minutes before we arrived. Thank God for Dora and Strawberry Shortcake.

 Sweet Little Annie Axford

 Big sis keeping a watch on things.

 Meanwhile back on the farm.

 I don't think there was much hunting going on. They look like they've had one too many out of their Daddy's ice chest.

 I don't think they missed me much. I bet they were glad I wasn't there to tell them to stay out of the mud



First Day of School

Davis started 1st grade this year, and Wilson started preschool. My boys are growing up too fast!

I love their guts!

Wilson picked out his backpack. It is so him! I'm just surprised Davis didn't want one too since he is infatuated with dinosaurs. He went with Batman instead. I guess Batman is way cooler.

My big boy in his 1st grade desk.

I walked over to pre-k and snapped a picture of Wilson taking his first nap in school. Before he went to sleep he told his teachers to stop all that yacking so he could go to sleep. We had talk when we got home about things he can and cannot say to his teachers.

Have I ever said how lucky I am to work where my kids go to school?