Pumpkins Part 2

What to do for a toddler activity in the fall?  Carving pumpkins is flat out of the question.  Aiden + sharp objects = no bueno.

So on the way home, we stopped and bought paint to decorate our pumpkins that we bought at the pumpkin patch.  Three.  Orange, white, and black.  

Aiden had a blast.  Became very colorful with much paint, and then had more fun in the bath following the painting.  Ha Ha Ha!!  

The black one by Mom.

The white one was a collaborate effort.

The orange one... um.... still drying.  That one was Aiden's pumpkin.   It is kind of.... well, painted by a one-year-old.  

In Deep Denial

Aiden and I are really in deep denial about the end of summer.  I love autumn so much.  So much.  But with cold brings a new set of activities that will be amazingly fun.

But Aiden loves the park.  And the sun.  And, more than anything, the slide.  Soon, we will have no more Osh Kosh shorts and no more green leaves on the trees and the slide will be covered in snow.  Sad face.  Very sad face.  We visit Mr. Slide every single day that it is sunny.  But the sunny warm days are almost done.

Then we will start doing autumn activities.  We are scheduled for Boo at the Zoo.  Spooky Saturday at the Dinosaur Museum in Lehi.  Halloween, hay rides, all of it!  Yay!!

The piano at the park

My OshKosh days are close to ending!!

Up the slide

The Punkin Patch

We got to go to Day's Farm and pick out some pumpkins.

Boy, this boy is darn cute!

We found three cute little pumpkins and will decorate them this week.  

And probably return for a hay ride.  

yeah.  I think we will.

Lovely People

I know so many really lovely people.  I really have a lot of people in my life that are wonderful and two of those wonderful, lovely people are having a baby!

Congrats to Mikey (aka Monkey Boy) and Amanda (aka Manders).  It has been one hell of a road to get this little spirit here.

Last night I was privileged to be invited to a birthday dinner for Mike (26 years old!  GASP!  That means I am...  crap...) who is my nephew.  Mike's dad was so patient with little man sitting next to him throwing breadstick remnants at him and throwing a Teething Toddler Tantrum.  Mike's mom, my sister, is the most demure, lovely, patient person I know.  She was patient with Mister throwing silverware and napkins.  And didn't complain.

And then Mike's baby, Gracie, told everyone she is going to be a big sister.
Yeeeee-hawwww