Happy Halloween!

I suppose it's appropriate that my blog is raised from the dead on the spookiest day of the year.  :/  I really do think about my blog (lots of topics run through my head daily), but between mommy duties , photographer duties, and all other duties in between, it's getting left in the dust.  I promise to my three blog readers that are left that I'll try to do better in the coming weeks.  :)

What do you think about Captain Hook?  He watches Jake and the Neverland Pirates on Disney but he wasn't too impressed with the good guy costume of Jake.  Captain Hook's accessories were much more appealing, so Captain Hook it was!

 Only one problem with being Captain Hook, though . . . self injury while using one's own hand!

Clayton, of course, was a good guy policing the neighborhood.  At the Fall Festival, he literally looked like he was on patrol the whole evening, weaving in and out of the crowd.  

Hope everyone has a safe and happy holiday tonight--I think between these two, I can consider myself safe and sound!

Think About Such Things

Clayton's love for music always shines on Sundays when the kids lead worship.  He may not be able to do all the motions with them, but there is no doubt he knows the motions and every single word!

Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.  Phil. 4:8

Wordless Wednesday

Guitar Man

Most of you know that Jackson is becoming quite the guitar and ukulele player.  You can see that his guitar (once Clayton's) has the finished rubbed off of it from play.  He pretty much plays solid for at least an hour a day, usually more.  He's getting pretty good for a three year old, if I do say so myself!  

So when we went to Bentonville this past weekend and didn't take along his instruments, I think he had a bit of withdrawal.  We saw a lot of groups playing around the town square and he was mesmerized--literally chomping at the bit to get in there and play with them!

This meant that as soon as we got home, he ran in the house and grabbed his guitar and his "bucket" to sit on.  He spent the rest of the evening serenading the neighborhood with all that he had learned by watching the others.  

 He's had the rhythm part down for a while, and now he's added two chords to his repertoire.

Look for him on the next season of American Idol!