Pumpkins

The time of year has come for choosing the perfect pumpkin. As a child, I remember this being an event I both anticipated and dreaded. I loved picking out my pumpkin, but it was a meticulous process, as my father was very discriminating when it came to our pumpkins. This has apparently rubbed off on me. There were very few pumpkins in the patch that I thought worthy of coming home with us. Aidan and I wandered through the sea of orange, while John and Neely waited in the shade of the single tree on the lot. In the end, I think we came away with some good ones. I'll share photos of those once they've been transformed into Jack-O-Lanterns. For now, I have pictures of Aidan making his selection...

...and of the tiny pie pumpkin he chose for Neely.

Neely and a very fuzzy blanket.

My friend Tiffany took this picture of Neely the other day. I love it, and I wanted to share.

Tutu

Look! I made a tutu! I was going to make this for a friend's daughter as a birthday gift, but Neely was born early and I didn't get it done in time. Since I already had all the stuff, I decided to use it for Neely's Halloween costume. Get ready for this...we're going to dress her as a ballerina, and she will be a tiny dancer.

John's Birthday Present

I wanted to share pictures of John's birthday present from me (and my folks) this year. We redecorated our guest room in Tennessee colors and memorabilia for him. I think it turned out really well! And he actually likes it...WHEW!

Why in the world...

...would somebody steal my Halloween decorations? I put out some tombstones a couple of days ago, and no kidding, somebody swiped one of them last night. I mean, for crying out loud! Who does that?! I'm about to start trolling the neighborhood for it...

It's about time!

I finally got a good picture of Neely with her eyes open. My windows of opportunity have been very small. She's just lately started staying awake for a few hours during the day. So hooray! I finally have a wide-eyed photo of my pretty little girl to share.

A Funny Story

This morning, I'm upstairs feeding Neely when Aidan decides to join us. I ask Aidan, "Where's Daddy?" To this, Aidan responds, "Downstairs." Next, I ask him, "What's he doing downstairs?" Aidan looks thoughtful for a minute, then tells me, "He's playing with the remote." I thought this was hilarious and totally appropriate, being that it's college football season. John, your son's got you pegged.