Walker-ing

Emme is now even more mobile.  Tonight I watched her, for the first time, walk across the living room with the toy walker we bought when Oliver was 13 months (and still not walking independently!).  She isn't fast, and it'll still be weeks before she's a true toddler, but she does a great job getting her feet going and pushing the walker on her own.  

Oliver tractor

My parents revealed during their recent visit that there is actually an Oliver Tractor brand (but of course...).  Ollie is now the very proud owner of two Oliver Tractor t-shirts (and three, three, tractor shirts total) and one mug with his (the company's) name on it.  The unexpected upshot: these shirts are supposed to be 3/4 sleeves but currently fit him as long-sleeved with lots of room in the body and torso.  If I can keep them from getting destroyed from overuse, he'll be wearing them for well over a year!

Beautiful baby

Double wide

Honeysuckle Hills Farm

On Saturday, Wes and I took the kids to Honeysuckle Hill Farm.  This is one of the many farm/pumpkin patch places that pop up around here in the fall so that we city folk can go out to the country for a bit, spend some of our money, pet animals, and climb on tires.  Oliver and I went to a similar one last year.  I saw the advertisement for Honeysuckle Hill this year, though, and just couldn't resist.  A sand pit?  Bunnyville?  A tractor tire playground?  They had me at "Hillbilly Pig Races."  I knew how busy Walden Farm got last year, so we made sure to be there right at 10AM when they opened.  Oliver made a bee line for the sand pit while Emme and I checked out the animals -- three little pigs, some chickens, several goats (with two babies who could climb through the gate to see the visitors up close).  Emme loved me standing her up next to the gates, where the friendlier animals would come and nudge her hand, looking for food.  The goats had clearly learned where the feed came from, and the little white goat was happy to help Oliver get it out.  We went on a hay ride, Oliver tried to ride the small-tractors-turned-tricycles (himself), and I Em explored the pumpkin patch full of pumpkins just her size.  We went back to the animals at the end for the pig races, by which time the baby goats were napping from all the excitement.  Our own babies were just as worn out, and Em, at least, fell asleep on the way home.  We definitely enjoyed the beautiful weather and will look forward to another trip out next fall.

Two little monkeys jumping on the bed...

When we put Emme in her pajamas first, Oliver thought for sure
she had taken the jammies he'd seen in his drawer.

When he realized they had matching pajamas, he was completely
amazed.  He spent the rest of the evening trying to sit right next
to her so he could show her that they were matching.

I am not bald.