Claire

Claire had her school open house/music program last Thursday. We had a great time looking around and the music program was so cute. This is Claire with her 2nd grade teacher. Mrs. Rowan is a wonderful teacher and Claire loves her. I've managed to get a picture each year with her and her teacher. I doubt she'll let me do this throughout her school years, but I'm going to try for as many as I can.

This is a humerous picture because it was supposed to be of all the grandkids on the Schuh side of the family. However, as everyone else was not cooperating Mark zoomed in on Hope and Claire and got the best picture of the whole evening. The problem is the other 3 are not accounted for.

Miss Hope

A friend from church took Hope's 9mo pictures at our house a few weeks ago. We can hardly believe that she's almost a year old. Currently she loves taking baths, playing in Sissy's room (lots of things she knows she shouldn't have), cackeling at her older siblings, and eating paper. The things she doesn't like include having her face wiped, when Momma walks away, and when Brock decides to wrestle her. She has four teeth with two more on the way, lots of hair, and pretty blue eyes like Daddy. She's such a joy to have in the family!!

Choo Choo!

Okay, I got the pictures in the wrong order. Shelly's grandparents celebrated their 60th anniversary last week with a family get-together at the Whistle Stop Restaurant in Monon. Brock especially had a great time pretending to be the conductor of the train. He was on cloud nine playing on all choo-choos. Amazingly all the great-grandkids were able to make it. However, not able to look straight ahead and smile at the same time.

Trick-or-Treat!

Motherhood is spending many hours building a tractor out of a cardboard box because your oldest child convinced a 2 year old it would be cool. After all the hard work the 2 year old thinks it is cool. However, he gets freaked out at the first house by a kid dressed up with a scary face and won't get in his tractor or go trick-or-treating. A last minute scan of the house for a hat that was bought just 3 days prior turns up no hat but some bunny ears, thus child number three has a costume at last.