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Time keeps on slipping...

 ...into the future.  Sorry, I use to love the Steve Miller Band!  Even if I'm not quite ready to admit that fall is over, and the holiday season is about to begin, the truth is unavoidable. Thanksgiving break has arrived and we are heading off tomorrow for a double college visit to Texas Tech.  This visit, both Bailey and Savannah are checking out the campus and all Lubbock has to offer.  Again, I find myself in total awe that I have not one, but nearly two children ready for college.  Time...seriously, KNOCK IT OFF!

We wrapped up October with Halloween festivities.






We started off our November with another Boyen birthday.  Jonas turned 12...too bad he is the size of a grown man!


I took the afternoon off and snuck him out of school for a special lunch date to The Cheesecake Factory.

We love our Sunday mornings together.  Everyone else likes to sleep in.  Lorelei and I get up around 8:00, watch CBS Sunday morning, meal plan and make our grocery list.



Bailey had a big event this week, he was inducted into the National Honor Society.  He was actually invited as Junior, but declined without even telling me.  This year when the invite luckily came around again, he filled out the application and was selected.  We are proud of him.


We have had lots of school events:two wonderful choir performances, the vocabulary hat parade and a field trip!






Walmart had a sign up today...37 days till Christmas.  I really just want to savor these last few days of fall. I'm just not ready for Christmas decorations, present buying, and all the crazy that sometimes comes with the holidays.  I wish we had a month between November and December, just like I'd love a day between Saturday and Sunday.  

I would truly love the gift of more time...
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