Ewww...

Just in time for Halloween, The Man decided to have a mountain biking accident.  I feel it's in bad taste to post the "before stitches" picture.  Here's the after, though.

It looks a little Frankenstein to me.

Money

Like almost every other child this age, the Boy wants me to buy him something every time we go to the store.  He also thinks that if he treats his toys badly and breaks them, we will just buy another.  At these moments, I usually tell him that if we spend money on toys all the time, we won't have enough to buy other things that we really need.  

A few days ago after having this conversation with him for the ___th time, he came to me with all the money in his piggy bank.  He wanted me to have it (since apparently I didn't have any).  Despite my assurances I did not need it, he insisted that I take it.

A day or two went by and The Man also had a conversation with him about money.  The Boy mentioned that he had given me his piggy bank because I didn't have any.  So The Man asked, "Do you think I have money?"  To which the Boy responded, "I think you have a pretty nice collection going".

Such a funny boy.

Pumpkin Patch

The Girl and I attended a field trip with our Parent Participation group (which is basically a fancy play date with a little parent education thrown in).

She fed the goats and the ponies.  She chased the chicken.

She ate the apples on the hay ride, which made me miss New York.

And she picked a couple of pumpkins.

Bigger Boy Bed

It was high time we got the Boy out of his toddler sized bed - especially since he broke it about 6 months ago.

The secondary reason for the full sized is so we can actually have a place for guests to sleep. So come visit. And please ignore the spot on the brand new quilt where the Boy wrote his name in pen.