Pumpkin Carving

Every year since we've been married, the Man and I have hosted a pumpkin carving party at our house. My friends seem to find it ironic that "the cleanest person they know hosts the messiest party of the year." I'm glad I have managed to fool them into thinking that I'm clean.

In any case, we had a good time this year. Unfortunately, the Man is on night shift and couldn't be there. But the Boy was having fun stealing other people's boots (top left corner picture) and I was amazed at the size of the pumpkins the Pulley's brought. Check out Bea's in the bottom left and right corner.

Thanks everyone for coming! Hope we see you all (and then some) next year!

My Dog is a Wuss

Roxy ran out back last night and then started barking. I tried to get her to come back inside, but she was too much of a chicken. That's because this little fella was lurking behind the back door in our sun room.

I'll admit it. I wasn't about to go out there and get her because, yes, I'm a wuss too.

A Little Comparison

The Man and I have talked about who the Boy most resembles. That was until we got a picture of The Man at 15 months old from his mom. The Man is on the left, the Boy is on the right also at 15 months.

Then my mom gave me one of myself at around 2 years old - it's a bit grainy. Picture the Boy with longer hair.





















What do you think?

Why the Boy is Small

Because...this is how he eats....

Yes, those are Cheerio toes.

Fall Means Football

Down, Set, Hut!

This may be the closest he ever comes to playing football.

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