I consider myself to be a pretty young mom...you know, on top of the latest things. But I have to admit that so many things have changed since I was a kid. The gal who is babysitting Brady this weekend had to be reminded by her mother not to be
texting while she is watching him, we got to choose which
background Brady sat in front of for his school pictures (we decided against "Cashmere" and settled on "A Stroll in the Park"), and a day at the pumpkin patch doesn't just involve picking out pumpkins anymore. We actually never made it to the "patch" until after the kids played on a giant playground, jumped in the hay AND on a giant air-filled pillow, rode on a barrel train, ate lunch, sat on a tractor, listened to some singing chickens, then took a hay ride out to where the
pumpkins were growing. They had such a great time! There was so much to do, that we finally just had to leave so that the exhausted kids could take a nap on the way home! My friend, Jennifer, was such a trooper, carrying her 6-month-old around while chasing after her 2-year-old, Madeline. I can't wait to go back next year!
More pictures to come!
This post was started 2 hours ago with an irritated newborn in my arms, so please bear with me over the next few weeks (months...years...) while I get myself organized. For now, you will get what I can give...fragments.
I really don't think that Brady could have been happier at our fall festival. Nonni and Boo-boo were in town, he got to wear his costume, he rode a train and pony, and all of the games were "no-lose". The only downside was the 85 degree weather and the sun beating down. Nonni and Boo would have you think that the downside was the fact that Brady didn't win the costume contest. They believe that it was rigged, and I am still having to hear about it! Oh well, maybe next year I will have to be one of the judges!
Please enjoy some picture day eye candy of our handsome little man. Sure it was 85 degrees here, but this total professional carried off the fall look without so much as a sweat bead. Stay tuned for pics from the actual school photo shoot!
The hayride...Brady could have cared less about the pumpkins that were waiting to be picked at the end of the hayride...he didn't want to get off!
I consider myself to be a pretty young mom...you know, on top of the latest things. But I have to admit that so many things have changed since I was a kid. The gal who is babysitting Brady this weekend had to be reminded by her mother not to be texting while she is watching him, we got to choose which background Brady sat in front of for his school pictures (we decided against "Cashmere" and settled on "A Stroll in the Park"), and a day at the pumpkin patch doesn't just involve picking out pumpkins anymore. We actually never made it to the "patch" until after the kids played on a giant playground, jumped in the hay AND on a giant air-filled pillow, rode on a barrel train, ate lunch, sat on a tractor, listened to some singing chickens, then took a hay ride out to where the pumpkins were growing. They had such a great time! There was so much to do, that we finally just had to leave so that the exhausted kids could take a nap on the way home! My friend, Jennifer, was such a trooper, carrying her 6-month-old around while chasing after her 2-year-old, Madeline. I can't wait to go back next year!
