We had a ton of fun despite the freezing (literally--- snow on Saturday morning) temps. Ben took the week off from coaching football (there are 4 coaches) so I could go to my first game of the season. It was adorable as you might imagine. I almost froze to death. Then Harry and I headed to soccer. I WAS SO COLD. I wore my coat for like 15 minutes after we got home (to a totally quiet house-- Jack and Ben said goodbye to us in the driveway and rushed to Jack's soccer game-- Ben coaches-- and the babies were asleep). We woke them up really early with the hopes of an early bedtime and braved the cold at an apple orchard/pumpkin patch. SO FUN. Then a new sitter came over (hence the early bedtime-- not in the mood to deal with the babies' separation anxiety) and Ben and I saw Gone Girl-- so, so good!
This is Harry calmly doing his homework on Friday morning (he broke a light at school tossing his football in the air on the way out the door to go home even though his teacher had asked him a million times not to do that because he might break something, and he felt so bad that he immediately said he would help the janitor clean the building during recess for two weeks. We-- and his teacher-- really wanted to honor that thought since he was the one who assumed he was in deep shit. But none of us wanted him to miss his recess because damn does that kid need a recess, so he leaves class 10 minutes before lunch to help the janitor and misses a quick free-write, which he brings home. He has been demoted from washing the windows to sweeping the floor, BTW-- he is not a good window-washer, apparently) while all hell is breaking loose around him.
HE BEST PIE CRUST EVER for all those apples we picked.