Living in Georgia

 We enjoyed a quiet Thanksgiving Break at home.  Since Wyatt was so shy at his class party I never got a good picture of him in his Thanksgiving Indian outfit.  Swift Fox is super cute, don't you think?  I started the Thanksgiving Day out with a mini baking marathon - pumpkin pie and Jason's favorite holiday treat, No-Bake cookies!!  The boys and Bandit chillin' on the couch waiting to cheer on the Seattle Seahawks!!  Happy Thanksgiving from the Cornwell's!  This is the boy's Thanksgiving art from school. Ethan worked very hard on decorating his turkey for school.

 We haven't had Jason's mom out for a visit in several years so we were extra excited when she came over Halloween. It's always extra special for the boys to celebrate with extended family.  We had some really nice weather while she was in town (at least the first part of it) so we celebrated with a fire out in the backyard. The boys were excited to roast marshmallows and have s'mores!  Nana and Granddad are always really good about sending cards for the boys. However, we are not very good about opening them in a timely manner.  This year I tried to offer both candy and small toys as our treats.  Our traditional dinner has become Mummy Dogs -- hot dogs wrapped up in crescent rolls. This year both Jack and Wyatt helped me make them.  Then it was time to get into costumes and head out.  Jack was a werewolf while Wyatt and Ethan were the same characters as last year, a Power Ranger and Blue the dog from Blue's Clues.  Daddy...

Jack has been asking for a dog for several months but with the crazy summer we had traveling and then starting the potty training with Ethan I was not ready to add more craziness to the mix. This past October I finally commented a few weeks ago that I was ready to start looking -- thinking we could start visiting the animal pound and looking at dogs, waiting for the perfect one to find us.  Well, not more than four hours after I made the comment to Jason that I was ready to start looking/talking about adding a dog to the family I think Jason had found a local dalmatian breeder and had paid for one. Gulp - we are all in! Meet Bandit - at the time of this photo he was 10 weeks old. We actually drove out to the breeder to surprise the boys by showing them the new liter we would be picking from but as we drove away (they were a few weeks away from adoption age) Jack was so sad that we decided to turn around and adopt an older puppy instead.  Needless to say, the boy...