Cavalry has arrived....Things have been much better and we have all gotten more rest since Mimi got her last Wednesday. Just having another adult in the house is a joy! Much easier to sleep and to relax. We are having some fun too, shopping and going out with and without the girls. Savannah got her first haircut at Cartoon Cuts. She was terribly dramatic, but they handled her well and we went to Uno's after for cheese pizza. Sunday night, the neighbors Cathy and Elsa came over for dinner and visiting. Sarah Wren turned five months old on 11/13 and is starting to eat rice cereal with is very cute and disgusting at the same time. Usually goes from the table directly to the tub.

it's raining leaves today.... We went to Music class this morning at the Vienna Community Center, we stayed outside for awhile after class, it was so pretty outside. Home for lunch then Savannah and Elsa played together in the leaves and went to the park. Sarah Wren is feeling much better, back to her cheerful, happy self.

Pat left for his 30 day detail/job swap. So I am Home Alone with two girls, two dogs, two cats and feeling a little sorry for myself! The HOT lived up to it's name today, Sarah Wren would not stop crying/wailing. She may be teething, or having some intestinal distress, I will spare you the details. Savannah was very sweet and only needed 3 reboots today. We walked to the school and voted this morning, our big adventure for the day. Later it was rainy and cool, so we stayed inside.

Call Me Bones...I think we found the best nickname for our healthy and happy Sarah Wren. Pat and Savannah went shopping today and came home with this baby outfit. The shopping trip had good results, a coat and pj's for Savannah, but the experience was painful. Evidently she had tantrums in the store, in the parking lot and in the car. I'm glad that I was home with the baby.
The day started off well, it was a gorgeous fall day and we raked leaves into a pile at the end of the slide and let Savannah slide down into them...fun for all!

Handsome hounds, Sport and Murphy.
I think that someone has been learning by listening to our interaction with the dogs. Last Saturday, Pat was upstairs when Savannah (downstairs in the den) said Come downstairs Papa, come downstairs. Pat was halfway down the stairs when he heard Savannah say to him: "Good boy!"