Pumpkin Patch

Barrett is trying to feed himself now - he makes quite the mess.

We went to the pumpkin patch today. I have to say I was a bit disappointed. I had expected this bountiful patch of pumpkins, but most of them were rotten.

I staged some pictures though, so I guess everything turned out okay. Will have to go earlier next year before they are all picked over.

Halloween Party

Andrea had a Halloween party at her place last weekend... Barrett's first. Here is in one of his many disguises...

We thought Winnie the Pooh was an appropriate costume for a boy named Bear.

Grandpa and the babies...

Some of the cousins... we couldn't get them all together at one time.

This week in pictures

Here are a few pictures from the last week or so...

My Grandma made these little moccasins for Bear and now that it is cold enough I just had to put them on him. We dressed him up to hang out with Owen, but of course by the time I picked him up he was in a new outfit cause he is such a messy eater.

Speaking of eating, someone really does not like to have his face cleaned. This is the "here comes the evil washcloth" face.

Kimball calls this the puffy sweater outfit. When I was pregnant I made this outfit for him. I think he looks pretty cute. Don't worry Dad, it won't fit him for long - I do have more handmade sweaters though ; )

By the way, the results of my poll are in... according to poll goers the dirll incident was Kimball's fault. But in all fairness, and to save my marriage, I think we were equally at fault. I am known to be accident prone and shoudl have paid more attention to my surroundings, however, Kimball did leave the drill in an awkward position. We are equally at fault. Babe, you happy now : )

Battle of the Drill - This is kind of gross

We had a little emergency this morning... I got stabbed by a drill. That is my inner right leg. We had to make a little trip to Immediate Care for a tetanus shot and some horse pill antibiotics. Thanks Dad, for coming to my rescue, yet again... but this time it wasn't my fault : )

This is the culprit, see that drill bit? That whole thing went through my leg. I am completely numb under the wound and the top of the wound is already swollen and starting to bruise. It went in at an upward angle.

This is how Kimball left the drill in the kitchen. Now, who's fault is this? I would say Kimball's.

I was just cleaning up and turned around to be impaled (maybe that is a bit of an exagerration) with the drill. I actually didn't realize what had happened until I felt the blood on my foot. And man, there was a lot of blood. I am very grateful that my dad came and helped to clean up the mess before we went to the clinic... it was pretty gross. It looked like someone was murdered in my kitchen. I am just so grateful it was me and not Barrett... I hope Kimball has learned his lesson about putting his dangerous toys away.

Doc says I will be fine. Just have to ice my leg, take these huge pills and watch for infection. It pierced the muscle so my leg is going to be very, very sore. Not to mention my arm, where I got the tetanus shot. At least we have modern medicine :)

Change

Bear's favorite place to hang out is under the coffee table. He especially enjoys this place when Chuie visits him. If I could just get a little closer...
so determined.
Well, I guess I will just chew on this book instead.
I love this picture! Notice the plant in the background? Well that is gone, someone likes to pull on the leaves... was tired of fighting with him about it.
I broke down and decided I needed a change. Actually, I was tired of Bear pulling my hair and I wanted something with a little less maintenance.
Here is my "before": (excuse the self portraits)

and my "after".

Kimball's reaction: "Well, it's short." Thanks Babe.