Claudia is much, much better with the pneumonia. We take her in for a re-check on Wednesday. She's lobbying pretty hard to go see Barack Obama that day because you know, she has to be out of school anyway, right?!?
Halloween is coming up and the children are leaning traditional. Jordan wants to be a big pumpkin and Claudia wants to be a zombie for the second year in a row. It looks like we won't be working on a costume for Sammy this year because she won't be trick or treating (her mom is taking her to see her step-sister's army boot camp graduation).
Jordan's also leaning traditional for Christmas. She's so funny and interesting! She is very much into history, reading biographies and is crazy about family history. She wants a record player, a typewriter, a perfume atomizer and a floral scarf. She's taken to wearing scarves on her head a la Grace Kelly.
The weekend was OMG tiring.
Friday night Jamie had a religious education meeting at church so I took dinner to him (surprise! I'm a nice wife!) and then Claudia, Jordan and I had chinese take-out (Sammy was at her mom's house).
Saturday was spent shopping for wedding clothing and then going to a wedding that night. It was the first date night we've had in about a billion years so it was nice. There was no wedding cake, though, so that was a weird thing. The bride is a coworker of Jamie's and her Interesting Wedding Story (there's always at least one, isn't there?) was that her dog jumped up last weekend and broke her nose, giving her two black eyes. They did a nice job with her makeup though so it wasn't noticable.
Sunday we went to church, then a social justice committee meeting and after that Claudia and I went out in an attempt to register voters (it went horribly--don't ask) and Jamie took Jordan to a Birthday party. Sammy was at the party, too, and they had a blast, I'm told, playing laser tag.
Strawberry blue cornbread cobbler
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You know that telling me to not ask only makes me want to know even more badly what happened! You have to write a whole story about how horrible the people were or how awful it was walking door-to-door, or hearing about how people were going to vote or not vote. I **HAVE** to know!
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