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My sweet nephew, Owen, sent me some of his artwork in the mail. It made my day. 

It's from "Artsonia"...they made his pumpkin art into a postcard and mailed it to me. Pretty cool!

Since I'm fairly certain my sisters don't read this blog, it's safe to say that I'm the "cool/favorite" aunt that moved away. So glad Owen still shows how much he loves me. ;)

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Lynx might like this winter thing after all. Let's hope so, our first winter weather watch is happening now. It's been a very warm fall and my boys are so anxious for the snow to come so they can hit the slopes. It will be here soon enough. 

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Here are my some of my nieces and nephews all dressed up for Halloween. I had to steal some of them from Facebook. 

Owen the dragon. 

Aidan was Robin. He was passing out candy and this is the only picture he made it in... The others must be neighbor friends. 

Sami as a 50s girl. 

Sydney the Hobo. 

Alex as Captain America. Jack the zombie. Will as a gingerbread man. And Hannah the softball player. 

Luke the puppy. From what I hear he hated the costume, so it was off before the trick or treating began. 

Camryn is Thing 2...her friend was Thing 1. Colby is a Skelly...still haven't figured out what that is. And this is probably the final moments of Luke as a puppy. ;)

That's all I got! So fun seeing the variety of costumes. I love my nieces and nephews. 

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From Reece the "Killer Clown."

Riley decided on his own to not go trick or treating. Guess my boy is growing up. So he got to pass out candy ... Which turned out to be an easy job. Guess west Glenwood isn't the hot spot to scavenge for candy. And I Guess that means more candy for us! Glad we bought the good stuff. ;)

Reece's Projects

Reece doesn't bring home the art that we were use to seeing in McPherson. Part of it is his age, but mostly the art program just isn't quite the same. A little surprising, since the atmosphere here in the mountains is usually art oriented. He did bring this piece home. He says it's a Victorian Home. Pretty impressive drawing.  

He also had a "group" project with a few classmates. Reece said he had to do most of the work...that's his version, I can not confirm or deny that. He was very proud of his "Solar Energy" poster, so now that we've snapped a picture of it, we will have it forever. Nice job, buddy!

Surprise Visitors

Social media can be fun... I've stayed in touch with Riley's first grade teacher over the years (mostly through blogging). She is the teacher I compared all teachers to in the elementary years, and she just happens to love Colorado. Mrs. Simmons is great!! 

Yesterday, I posted a picture of Reece and I, after his final game and she left a comment that only someone from or someone that has visited Glenwood Springs would know... It had to do with "famous root beer"... At that point I knew they finally made it west enough to check out where we live. We just happened to be hungry, so we got to catch up with them at the Brewpub for lunch. (You never have to twist our arms to eat there :) They became official tourists. They rode the Giant Canyon Swing, went through the Vapor Caves, ate at the Brewpub, and hiked Hanging Lake. What a day...thanks for letting me know you were here, Erica. It's so nice having people come through the valley, even for a day. Come back soon!

Purple Lightning

Another soccer season is a wrap. We are fine with the dreaded purple. ;)

Reece lost his last 2 games...he played his heart out. He has developed an amazing "throw in"....as a person that has never known much about the sport, I've always felt the rules of a "throw in"we're strange. But Reece has perfected it. He is able to throw it far and right on target, while keeping his foot down on the ground. It caught the refs attention yesterday and he came over to compliment Reece after the game. Don't worry...that went straight to his head. The trouble is, Reece plays offense. Reece needs to be on the field to get into scoring position. Too bad he can't throw to himself.