The Day Went As Planned...

After The E's nap we did indeed make it to the dairy's Fall Fest. Loads of fun. Sort of. Here's pics:




Then we noticed they had one of those barrel trains E rode in at the town's Harvest Fest but upon closer inspection we realized this one had no seatbelts. Instead....E went on his first pony ride!!!:



Easton really liked the horsey ride. Then he and I shared a roasted corn and some bottled water and we all moved on to the pumpkins:

Remind anyone of last year? This next one is of him saying, "Hot":

He put his hand on a pumpkin and said, "hot" and I think we both thought he was crazy. Sure enough, the pumpkins were toasty warm after soaking up the sun all day. I like that he knows "hot" and "cold" now and uses them appropriately. Well, sort of, as "warm" would have been the better choice in that instance. Oh well. He's learning.

More pumpkins...

And, yesterday I told him to say "cheese" for a picture at the birthday party and he did. This is him saying it again:

Little goober.

And picking out a wee white gourd:

And stopping to smell the flowers:

The other day we walked into Wal-Mart and they have a case of bouquets on display. He stopped and stuck his nose in every bunch he could reach and said, "mmmmm" for each one. We could all stand to learn a little something from children, don't you think?

After festivaling we returned home and Jason offered to make our dinner yet again. Woo hoo! Chili rice. Then some more horsey riding:

J is now the Headless Horseman as he was intentionally making the world's most foolish face and wouldn't let me show it. Hello? Does he not know I blog daily and like to include pictures. Goofball. Oh well. After horsing around it was time for the Broncos:

You see? I'm not make the world's most attractive face but I was still willing to share. Anyway, Easton was only up for an hour of the game then it was time to pause the TiVo, do the bedtime routine and watch the Broncos win. I fell asleep before the end too. Oops.

Today is our lazy recovery day...you know...from all the excitement of the weekend. Easton was really missing his Daddy this morning and kept crying for him and wanting to touch pictures of him. Goodness...it's like I'm no fun at all. Those boys do have a blast together, though. Yet again Mr. E decided to strip of his jams again and spent the morning in only a diaper. Because of his cold I'm trying to keep him from being too active because it makes him breathe really hard. So we cuddled a bunch on the couch--me and my nakey boy--he still smells all lavendary from last night's soaping. Mmmmmm. And he's warm and soft. Now he's dressed and having a nap. Oh, and he did get to bust out some Halloween "Blitz" slippers today:

Of course he didn't want to keep those on long either and once he pulled them off he wanted to stick them in both his and my face and say, "Eeeeeew". Good times.

Okay, I'm off to shower. Have a good Monday!