This morning I dropped a dragon and a butterfly off at elementary school with a bunch of these cupcakes.

Candy corn colored swirl cupcakes

(You may notice the icing is swirled with candy corn colors!)

Then I took my Ravenclaw to Hogwarts. Spiderman and I will be going trick or treating with them after school and before the last football game of the regular season.

We’ve also reached the end of the competitive marching band season. Tomorrow are the state marching band finals. The kids haven’t gone to most of Julia’s competitions because a) it’s expensive, b) they last all day, and c) you are required to be relatively still and quiet while the bands are performing (and we cannot do either of those things). Last weekend’s competition was close to home, so all the kids came along to see their sister perform. We made signs and I wanted to get a picture since they were so excited.

Band Signs

My usual method for photographing the kids is to just take a buttload of pictures. There’s usually at least one that looks alright. The great thing about this method is I also get some fun outtakes. Like the look on Bee’s face in these.

Phoebe's funny face

Phoebe's funny face, again

I love it.

Oh, and there’s someone you should meet. This is Dipper.

Dipper

I know. Another one!?!?

Lucy and I spotted him on the way home from dance class last Saturday. He was very malnourished. You could see the bones in his spine, he was so skinny. He looked pretty rough around the neck – I’m not sure what happened to him there, but he was missing fur all around it. I was a bit worried the first day or two he was with us. His tummy was painfully bloated, he didn’t walk so well, and he didn’t do much more than sleep. But now, his belly is normal and he is happy and playful. He’s very tiny and adorable and loved so very much by all of us. Picasso has been mothering him and Mabel loves having a playmate.

Speaking of Mabel, here she is at the very moment of this writing.

Mabel on the printer

I don’t think she can get any sweeter.

Mabel?

Mabel in a basket

Yes?

Are you on the table?

Mabel, Mabel Basket on the table

No!

Mabel in a basket on the table

I am in the basket.

I rolled up to school drop off with my van looking like this.

Driving Purple Poopmobile

We call it our one-eyed, one-horned driving purple poopmobile! It happens each fall that the birds start eating berries and hitting the van with purple bombs. I will wash it today and it will look like that again tomorrow, but people don’t know that and it mostly looks like I just don’t care! This is what happens when you park under a shady tree. I should clean out my garage and park there instead. It’s on my to-do list after clearing the stairway into the attic. I don’t really want to do either of those things. They are things that would make my life easier once I do them, but not so much easier that I’m all that motivated to get on it. There are so many other things I could do!

We have a six year old in the house again.

Phoebe is 6!

Happy Birthday to Bee!

Blowing out the candle

She’s still young enough to get away with running around in nothing but her underwear. The best thing she got for her a birthday? A hungry kitten she and her sister found. The kitten doesn’t belong to any of the neighbors and it’s beginning to look like she belongs to us.

Phoebe and her kitten

Kitten love

Phoebe named her Mabel.

Sweet Mabel

Adorable Mabel

She’s adorable and I can’t even try to pretend that I don’t already love her to pieces.

Julia participated in her first marching band competition over the weekend. When we shared with people that Julia was joining the marching band, more than five people said, “Oh, they win everything.” And they do. They did! Someone incredible made an awesome recap video.

Yes, that’s Julia licking the Best Percussion trophy at the 1:04 mark. She said it tasted like victory.

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