Better Late than Never Right?

This little insert for my blog is a "bit" late, but I just wanted to blog them so I remember the good times. I am one of those people that keeps no journal. This is it for me.
So, in October, my sister Nezhone and her son Jakai came to visit (I LOVE it when my sisters come to visit, they are truly my best friends). We never seem to plan anything, we just "go with the flow". Well, one day as I was driving somewhere I had heard on the radio that they were having a haunted corn maze right up the road and I thought to myself that it would be a great idea. So Saturday night as we are all lazing about, I remember the corn maze and asks who's in. Thinking that my younger kids would NOT want to go, I proposed this question to all. John was out-he hates that kind of stuff (of course I had to rub it in that I thought he was chicken) but ALL of the other kids said they wanted to go. I warned them that it would be scary. They wouldn't listen. I tried to warn them again that it would be REALLY scary. They still would not listen...so off we went. It was COLD and pretty crowded not to mention a little pricey. So we waited in line...and waited... and finally we were in. We walked for a couple minutes with nothing scary happening to us when all of a sudden someone pops out. The kids jump, I laugh and we keep going. By this time Nyah is in my arms, Israel is clinging to me and Nezhone is holding Jakai with Tealani clinging to her. The two girls in front of us took off running and screaming. Needless to say, we kept getting "popped out" at by people in scary masks and chain saws. Israel started screaming and crying, my face was hurting so bad from all my laughter (not at Israel, okay some, maybe, I mean if you saw this kid you would think that he would be the toughest of them all), Nyah was wide-eyed and scared, Wyatt was enjoying every minute, and unfortunately I had no idea what was going on with Tealani and Nezhone. I just remember thinking to myself that this single event would take away my "mother-of-the year" award...but I WARNED THEM!! The blame does not lie with me people! Those pretzels in an afore mentioned blog listing would never make up for this terrifying event. BUT...I enjoyed every minute of it. The kids were glad when it was over and tried to put on a brave face. I was sure nightmares of said event would make my night miserable, but luckily for me it was all forgotten...hopefully. We ended the night with the hay pyramid and a little hay maze. Did I say it was a COLD night?

Wyatt is now taller than me. I keep reminding him that I can "take him down" at any time.

I call these two the twinners and they HATE it. But I can't help it. I always wanted a set of twins and since thse two are the same height and so close in age...