Chicken Little or Little Chicken?

I love Halloween. Last year I dressed Claire in Halloween clothes for the whole week prior to Halloween day and then made her wear her lamb costume the whole day. I have been bugging Mark about getting Claire's halloween costume before all the good ones were gone. We made her try on all the different costumes a Old Navy before we decided on the winning costume. She was such a good sport about. She buzzed when she tried on the bee. Roared when she tried on the tiger and Lion. Meowed when she put on the kitty. But something about this one just made Mark and I giggle. I think it is the orange legs. We are working on her cock a doodle doo. Right now it is just a dooodododooo. She loves it as well. She brought to me several times today. She thinks she is really cool being a chicken. She wanted to wear it all day long. I let her because every time I saw that little chicken run past it made me smile. Maybe I'll just dress her up every day the month of October. Who says you can only be a chicken on Halloween?

So....

Its been a while ( a month) since I put a new post up. I don't know why, but I have seem to have lost my enthusiasm for blogging. I know some people actually read this (Morgan :) ) so I will try to write on a more regular basis. Which will probably end up being once every two weeks.

We are now in our new home and love it. I wish I could say we were all unpacked, but we still have boxes in the garage that we are slowly going through. I still haven't decided to where to hang our pictures. Sadly they are still sitting in the corner on the floor. Mark keeps telling me we can always rearrange them after they are hung, and to just find good places for pictures. I think it is more the idea of putting holes in our new walls, that deters me.

We have been working on putting in a yard. Lynn and Faith have done most of the work. I hope after all the hard work that has been put in, that we will see some grass before the winter. It will be so nice to have a yard for Claire to play in. I know she gets tired of being in the house. I take her for walks, but it isn't the same as just letting her run around the yard. Opa and Oma were over helping with the yard. We took this pic of Claire with Oma on the hay. I love it.