Wyatt has been diligently workin on his boarding skills. He puts all of us adults to shame. Well, at least mom, dad and his Uncle Mike. This last weekend, at various times we all had a moment when we thought we were young (and later, yes, dumb). We all tried goin down the ramp. It didn't work for any last one of us. It was arms flailing, legs peddlin in the air, and a relief when we finally landed on the ground, even before we were able to take stock in any injuries that might have happened. In every attempt that was made each of us had spectators that were able to enjoy a good laugh. JD has really picked up his walkin skills. He spends the majority of each mobile moment walkin and not crawlin. He gave himself a carpet burn in the same spot he just healed a couple weeks ago from a sidewalk burn. Nothin stops the kid.
He's still up to his ears in mud.
Wyatt and I made a canning jar habitat for his two snails, one worm and numerous rolly-pollies. I think the jar lasted 2 days, and then it was cracked. He was very proud of it when he had it.
He has made an airplane out of sponge blocks:
We made hummingbird feeders the other day!
This is one of the birds on the old feeder. We've seen them on the new ones, which is a good thing.
We've taken a family picture! Our last one was about 10 months ago and at least JD has changed a lot!
Here's something that happened yesterday...coffee grounds were dug out of the dry box that was packed and closed for camping this weekend. They were dumped all over the inside on all the other items, and, as you can see, on the floor!
On Saturday, the boys and I, er, uh, I mean, me and Wyatt, with destruction/unpacking help from JD, put up all the Fall/Halloween/Thanksgiving decorations. At one point, Wy was so excited to find more pumpkins, he yelled out, as he was diggin them out of the sack, 'Woo-hoo! More punkins!!' Later, as he was lookin around the main floor, he said, 'We've got lots of stuff, huh mama?' Yes, yes we do. Here's just some of our decor:
All of the plastic pumpkins have a fair share of bite marks on them, so we put the suspects behind glass:
Just kiddin, they were there for other reasons last night. The bite marks on the pumpkins are from the year 2007 from Wyatt's second autumn season.
We've also taken down both pools. Today, the boys and I cut down the sunflower heads and de-seeded them. We've got a pan of seeds roastin in the oven right now. The other sunflower head was moldy, so we've hung it up in a basket to see if the birds mind the mold.
I've lived with the four seasons all my life, with the exception of the years 1996-1999, and I still struggle, each Fall, with not accepting that summer is over. I love autumn and the hint of chilly days and nights, soups, warm bread, bundlin up to go outside, holidays and get-togethers and all that stuff, but I adore the spring/summer seasons more. I'm slowly gettin into the Fall thing this year. We are goin campin one last time for the year, this weekend. We've got a new fishin spot to try out which we have a real good feelin about so I hope we can end the year with a long stringer full of fish!
Happy Fall/Autumn to everyone! May you have un-holey blankets, lots of wood in the stack and... be careful carvin pumpkins!
