Fall is chugging along and we are almost looking forward to winter. Honest. We've booked our January trip to Hawaii and it's now really hard not to only look towards that. Halloween? Christmas? A few birthdays in the middle? All speed bumps in the road.


All the grandparents will be coming along as well. The whole family is excited -- a fair amount of calls/texts are dominated by flight and resort chatter. Brochures are stacked up here and there and I can barely keep up with all we'll be doing. I only understand the dates we'll be going, that it will be warm, and that Henry needs to keep enjoying his swimming lessons. Everybody else is happily knee deep in details.


There are hurried trips out to the parks before the snow sets in, weekend adventures to the museum, and plenty of sandbox time. It's Alaska, so we'll just get some snow gear on in a few weeks and keep doing whatever we want to do.

The trees are rapidly changing colors, it's raining 6 days out of 7, and the snow is starting to stick on the tops of the mountains. All are signs that preschool is back in session at Amazing Grace. Henry has been excited for quite a few weeks to say the least.


Our dinner time prayer has now shifted to "God Bless Mommy, Daddy, Henry, Piper, and Ms. Nancy and the kids." For old times sake, "Ms. Debbie and the kids" often makes an encore appearance in Henry's prayers (along with any family members we've spoken with in the recent past). On day one, let it be known that Henry clearly knew the name of his teacher.

All has been going well, and thanks to being off every other Friday, Daddy is able to take him to school now and again. Life seems like it's really speeding up as Kindergarten is only a year away!

Piper and Becky missed the State Fair last year, but Piper is a bigger, more mobile lady these days, so off to the fair went all four Tureks. In particular, Becky was looking forward to rides with Henry.



As usual, we made it there right when the gates opened, hoping to miss the crowds, which we did. Our mission sent us immediately straight to the kiddie rides, which was oddly the wrong plan. The handful of folks that enter the fair at 10am on the dot tend to be people with strollers that want to hit the rides first. So, the fair in general was dead, except for the rides. The lines weren't really that bad, but it was funny once we did the math on our false start.



As sure as the turning of the earth, the lumberjack show was a winner. With competitors from Hayward, Wisconsin Dells, and Eagle River (WI), we felt at home. Henry once again scrounged up a cutoff piece of log and Piper smiled quite a bit.



As expected, everyone dozed off on the ride home. All pictures here.