Arkanscott.
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Jennifer.
Mama. I have a problem with shopping. Night crier. Home decorating. Nacho cheese takes everything up a notch. Not afraid to love Britney Spears. Trying to own all the paper products in the world.
Nathan.
Wild man. Runs on tip toes. Into choo choos and trash trucks. Might miss something when he's asleep. Thomas is everything. Enjoys long walks. Are fruit snacks in the food pyramid? There is no one cuter.
Brian.
Daddy. Cleans his cleaning products. Works for the red roof. Should be in a rock band. Solves all family problems. Drinks way more creamer than coffee. Will be playing Xbox when he's 80.
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Monday, October 27, 2014, 9:28 AM
It was a dark day last week.
It was late at night and I was leaving the next morning for a drive to KC. I had asked Brian to burn me an Avett Brothers CD, so that I could listen in the car. It had been a busy day, so that night, he just offered to put the music on my iPhone and I could drive his car and listen through his AV jack. Royals were on, and thank God, winning. He came back upstairs and handed me my phone. I noticed the background of my screen was an old picture I had used and ohbytheway, all of my icons were old games and things I hadn't used in a long time. And then the blood began to boil from my big toes up to the ends of my hair. My phone had been restored to how it was in August. And if you're playing along at home, that means all pictures, text, anything at all, was erased up until August. Sweet.
To say I was pissed might have been putting it lightly. Lightly. Good word because I wanted to light my house on fire.
All my pictures of Nathan from our family visit to the pumpkin patch were gone-zo. My most favorite picture of him next to a giant leaf in the Bentonville Square, erased. If there would have been a puppy dog around to punch, I would have.
I called Apple the next morning and apparently when the new phone was plugged in to my computer, the computer didn't recognize it, so it restored it to the last time I plugged it in. Cool. Thanks. So, after a big swallow, I decided to move past it and ask Brian to be in my life again.
Thanks to people texting me back pictures, I can show you a few. We went with our neighbors. Here is Nate Dogg with Miss Ashley. She's the only one who can boss him around and he will do everything she says. And I like that.
And here are the two carrying pumpkins off into the distance. Makes my uterus want to explode.
And here is me and Naters, making that pumpkin patch look good..
And my beautiful boy. Kind of looks like that hot farmer from the Bachelorette.
So, in an effort to recreate all of my glorious fall pictures for Nathan's life story, I decided to be super mom and take him back to another local pumpkin patch and re-create the magic.
After immediate arrival, we rode a pony.
Then took quick picture, thanks to nice lady by corn maze.
Then went directly over to the giant box of corn we have been talking about since he was born.
Then Nathan barfed all over the entire corn box and outside some too. (Memories.)