Friday, September 26, 2008







So school started . Off went my angel helpers to school. All 5 of them... even Sarelle started school.



They all are thrilled to be back with their buddies and meeting their new teachers. But with school comes chaos... more homework, more projects, SOCCER, seminary and schedules. (I miss the lazy days of summer)




The older girls even are enjoying school. Konrie is loving Spanish & Torra is a web-leader helping out the 7th graders & is drama council Pres. Pretty nifty.






I must admit, it gets a little quiet around here during the day... accept that is - for Zale... who has the ability to destruct more in 10 minutes than the whole bunch of girls can do in 2 days. :o)


Truly I love the time with Zale. He is so fun and happy and smart. He puts smiles on our faces everyday with his sense of humor.



So with the second or so day of school, when I left the room for maybe 5 minutes... Zale landed right in the middle of a bannana hurricane... poor innocent boy just was trapped... bananas flying all around him. At the end, banana was smooshed all over him, the floor and the carpet, but lucky our little trouper survived without a scratch. Amazingly he still lives to tell about it.


And then, the next week Grandma and I bought him a new train and he was just so adorable to watch. All day long he played with his train and brought it everywhere and told everyone all about it. He just cracks us up. Oh the joy of our boy!!








Tuesday, September 2, 2008

So I guess I have a blog...

Honestly, like I need another thing to absorb my time... but it does sound like oh so much fun to journal our little adventures. Over the past few years, there have been several occasions that I thought, "If I had a blog... I would write this one down."

So here we are. The Mingalings on the map of Cyber space.

Looking forward to capturing some great daily moments and sharing the bigs ones with our family and friends. But not tonight. I am going to bed. Someday I will get all fancy and add fun pictures and tell some stories ... then again... someday may never come.