We interrupt these wedding posts for a post of thanks on Thanksgiving.

I’m thankful for the people in my life.

My husband who is not only my best friend, but my biggest supporter.

My kids who make me so proud every single day.

My parents who love me unconditionally. And thankfully I got to spend the day with both of them.

My friends who make me laugh every time we are together. And they are there whenever I need them. All I need to do is throw the Care Bear sign up in the air (a la Batman signal) and they’ll be there.

I’m thankful we have the resources to build our new house.

I’m thankful we have such a fantastic builder who is going above and beyond to build us a beautiful house that will fit our whole family.

I’m thankful we have such a wonderful mortgage guy who has done everything he can to get us a great rate on our loan.

I’m thankful we have a great realtor who is getting our house out there to find the perfect buyer. [I hope to soon be thankful to have sold our house.]

I’m thankful I’ve been pretty healthy this year. Only a few visits to the doctor for my asthma.

I’m thankful they found my aunt’s breast cancer when they did and that she is handling the chemo well.

I’m thankful I get to celebrate my Grandma’s 80th birthday on Sunday with her and the rest of the family.

I’m thankful I’ve had another year to be thankful!

I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving. And got to celebrate with yummy food, great family, and good laughs.

Here we are on November 1st. This Fall was just a big blur of football games, soccer tournaments and cheer competitions. I was so scatterbrained we never found time to go to the pumpkin patch and get pumpkins. And last night I completely forgot to take pictures of the kids in their costumes.

So, while I would usually spend the 1st post of November recalling the previous nights tricks and treats and splatter the page with Halloween photos, this year you are just going to have to use your imaginations.

Caleb was Storm Shadow; the white ninja from G.I. Joe.

Spencer was a zombie Iowa State football fan who died while waiting for the Cyclones to have a winning season.

Skyler was, um, well I’m not really sure what she was. Lee called her Franken White (like a cross between Frankenstein and Snow White). She wore a princess dress (that was actually an old dance costume) with a hobo hat and big chunky black boots. And she had a mustache.

I had on a Transylvania wig, with full Transylvania makeup and a black and orange theme Halloween outfit including black & orange striped knee highs and a goth miniskirt.

This post would be so much better with photos. I could just kick myself.

But what I didn’t forget is NaBloPoMo. I have successfully completed NaBloPoMo every year since the day it was born. And even though my posting has become far and few between in recent years, I’m not quitting this year.

As you know from year’s past, Lee and I celebrate our wedding anniversary in November. This year we will be celebrating our 13th anniversary. And in honor of our anniversary I’m going to spend the month reminiscing about our wedding[s]. So I hope you can stomach the love fest that will be my blog this month ’cause for the next 30 days it’s all big bear hugs and sloppy kisses.

Caleb suffers from last child syndrome. It’s a terrible, horrible, no good syndrome that I plagued him with. It’s where the last child suffer because the parents are too tired after four previous kids to do things like update baby books or take lots of pictures or video tape his/her every move.

Keaton’s baby book is overflowing with information and photos taken almost every day of his few years of life. Caleb’s baby book? Has info about his birth day. And that’s about it. [Although Caleb did have his own blog that I made in to a book so I'm hoping to win some points there.]

We religiously had Keaton’s pictures taken professionally at 3, 6, 9, 12, and 18 months. Then at his 2-year-old birthday and every year thereafter. Caleb? He got professional pictures when he was about 3 months old. And then not again until he started preschool.

Keaton didn’t just have one Halloween costume on his first Halloween. No he had TWO. I spent a lot of time scouring catalogs and stores (cause in 1994 the internet just wasn’t like it is today) searching for the cutest costumes for my handsome boy. By Caleb’s first Halloween I was tired. I had to go costume shopping with two 3-year-olds and an 8-year-old. Nobody could make up their mind about what they wanted to be for Halloween. And I’m pretty sure there were some tears when we left the store. At least I likely had some tears. Of frustration.

So picking out a costume for a six-month-old wasn’t exactly at the top of my “fun” list. There were no catalogs. Or trips to the mall. Or even an internet search. Nope. For Caleb’s first Halloween I picked up a costume I happened upon at a thrift shop. It was an orange vest that looked like a pumpkin. And it had a little hat attached with the stem sticking up. It was nothing spectacular. But it was really cute.

And I’d show you just how cute it was. If I could find a picture. But I’ve already packed up the photo albums in anticipation of our move. [Please dear God. Bring a perspective buyer to our door with an awesome offer...or any offer at all really.] And for some reason I don’t have a photo already on my computer. So once again, Caleb is totally robbed of the spotlight. Bad mommy.

Skyler and Spencer were born on October 4th. So for their first Halloween they were a mere 27 days old. But that doesn’t mean they didn’t dress up. We still had trick-or-treating to do.

In our house Lee stays home to hand out candy while I take the kids out to beg for candy trick-or-treating. So in 1999 Skyler & Spencer chilled in their car seats and watched Daddy give kids candy while Keaton and I prowled the neighborhood for candy.

Keaton, having moved on from his Batman phase, was a Dallas Cowboy football player (Lee’s favorite team since Lee was about 3-years-old). Skyler was a pretty pink pansy. And Spencer was the cutest little peapod ever.

After trick-or-treating we made the rounds to the relatives houses so grandmas, grandpas, aunts and uncles could check out our little garden that was Skyler & Spencer.

We ended the night with some sweet treats. I scoured Keaton’s Halloween bucket for all the Smarties I could find. Keaton stuffed as much candy as he could fit in to his mouth. And Skyler & Spencer enjoyed a refreshing drink of formula. A good Halloween was had by all.