Spud Day

Spud Day. It's quite the holiday in Idaho. Because I'm not from around here, I wasn't quite sure what spud day all entails. Much more that I thought. First, they day started off with the 5K spud run. In true Mary fashion, I opted out of this one. No surprise right? Next came a great parade. We lined main street and watched the parade come on through. In the process we gathered much candy. We had bags full.


The boys were able to participate with the cub scouts in the parade. I got a fairly good shot of Ethan but only a passing back view shot of Josh. Bummer. But to see all the cub scouts waving their flags was pretty neat.

Abby collecting her loot. See that tractor in the background? We must live in a farming community huh.

Look at these ponies. They were tiny. I had to get a shot. I don't ever think I've seen horses so small.

After the parade, the city gave out something like 5,000 free baked potatoes! And they were really good. They must have salted the outside or something because even the skin was great! Yum. A parade. Free bags of candy. Free lunch! At the park, they had all kinds of booths and bouncy houses, slides and all kinds of fun things for the kids. What fun. They even had a tug of war with tons of mashed potatoes in the center. I would have liked to watch that, but we missed it. All in all, it was a fun day. What a great little holiday for our cute little town.

Birthday goodness

So I haven't blogged for awhile. My excuse was that I didn't think that we'd done anything exciting and I haven't taken pictures in ages. We're just going about our lives. Then today, I happened to scroll through my pictures and low and behold I had forgotten about Kaden's birthday. Yes, I truly did forget, but then I looked at the pictures. Um, dirty face. Drooled on shirt. Unkept hair. (What was I thinking? At least I could have wiped the poor kid's face.) Do I really want to post these pictures for all too see? Well since I figure that a kid only turns two once, better post them anyway. So here they are.



Take a look at the cake. Notice how I started cutting? I was a little too eager for my own piece of mud pie that we almost forgot the singing and candles. Wow. What a mother I am. Well there's always next year. And maybe he'll have a clean face for the pictures before we cut into the cake!