My Primer on Body Parts

For those of you who were a little rusty on where the teeth and head bumps are . . .

The Great Pumpkin - no explanation necessary

 

Fall Fun

There comes a time in all kids' lives where they must go to the local punkin patch and measure their cuteness against their peers. Today was my day.

Clearly, it is a good thing that I can't read. No liability. Mom, however, is a knowing conspirator.








After sitting among the picked pumpkins, I was a little disenchanted with seeing where the pre-picked pumpkins actually come from.



So I moved on to things of more obvious interest to me.

More Fall Fun

This contraption is called a corn canon. It's exactly what it sounds like. It shoots corn at high rates of speed, and it costs a dollar for the first shot, and then a dollar for the next three.

These are the targets. Having trouble seeing them?















































Welcome to Georgia.

Cousin Update

Connor sent me a few pictures to share with the world. Though we did not talk on the phone, I can tell from the pictures that, while hundreds of miles apart, we are developing in the same manner. For example:

1. We are both wearing overalls with frequency.

2. We both tend to have wet spots around the collars of our shirts.

3. We are both attached to objects that aren't really marketed as toys (I to my mom's yardstick and the occasional curtain rod, Connor to this blue webbing/dog leash/buckle thing).

4. We are both constrained by very similar looking baby gates. However, this might not be as insulting to Connor because he has been told that they are primarily for the benefit of his dogs, rather than their true purpose, which is baby control.

 

I'm back

I've been gone for a while I know, but we were out of town, the camera was on the fritz, etc, etc. Now we are back in the Classic City and anticipate being here for a while.

In the past week I've been at both my grandparents' houses. Actually it isn't 'both' because I have four grandparents. Nonetheless, I was spoiled rotten, and am now having a hard time going back to our family-wide grad student life style.

As you can see, one of my most recent pleasures was running into this Elmo doll at Yia Yia's house. It has a paci just like mine, and I feel certain that I am more deserving of the opportunity to enjoy it than Elmo is.

Don't worry Connor. "We" decided to leave it at Yia Yia's so that we could all enjoy it when we are there.