Fairies trust pixie dust

Kennedy was in Tinkerbelle panache today. She has these moments where she is consumed with one particular role that she is playing. In all her Tink gear and glory she revisited the hope of taking flight. She sprinkled pixie dust on herself and once again launched herself through the air in hopes of levitation.

Sconies (an endearing term for Wisconsin-ites)

Sundays are a football day at our house. Sean hangs the Packer flag. Everyone dons their Packer shirts (with the exception of me). There's usually a big spread of food. I've never been much of a football fan myself. But, after many years of living with a man that bleeds green and gold I have actually learned the rules of the game which makes it a bit more fun to watch. Sean is priming the kids to wear cheese heads and chant the ever familiar, "go Pack go!" cheer. When Easton walked in to his preschool class on Friday his teacher said hi to him. In a most serious looking way and with his husky little voice he skips hello altogether and yells, "Go Packers!"