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I know, not everyone really enjoys the whole "trick or treating" but we do it. And we enjoy it!

This year the youngest two went out and about while Big Kid stayed with my mom handing out candy to the multitudes of kids!

While we were out, we met up with my aunt and uncle and my two cousins, who happen to be about the same age as Ray Ray and Little Miss.

We got to go see my great grandpa, their great, great grandpa. How many kids get to say they have a great, great grandpa? 

This man is my hero…if I can do HALF of what he does at his age, I will be content! 

He gardens…this year it was just tomato plants in straw bales but he still gardens, he cans…everything!, he bakes, he freezes what he won't use, he cuts the yard and keeps his house clean. If I wasn't a homeschooling mom to three, I would say he does more than me (I call it even right now). 

How does he do it, he was raised that way. Hard work was the only way to get anything. And as a homeschool family, I am glad we get to do "school" with him whenever we want. My kids are learning from him and he is learning from them. 

So on this fourth day of thankfulness in November, I am thankful for the elders in my family who can continue to teach me and my children every day!!

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Memories in a Can

Memories in a Can

It is a simple can of spaghetti and meatballs, but with that can come so many memories for me. 

This one little can reminds me of days at the cabin. Great Grandma would always have the pantry stocked full for the grandkids.

This little can reminds me of the date she would write on top of each one. We always knew when she went shopping because the date she bought it would be on top and her pantry was stocked like a grocery store, with the newest in the back.

This can reminds me of my cousin, Derek, and the times we would be together at the cabin. It was a good thing Grandma was always stocked up, because I don't know what we  would have done of there was only one can left!

I remember standing around the stove with Derek and sharing the stories of the week with each other as we cooked our lunch, or snack, because Grandma didn't have the quick microwave.

I still remember the laughing and fun that was had with these two angels over one simple can. I pull the can out to make the meal, or snack, for my kids and I am brought back to the memories. How I love those memories, even if they are from a simple can!