More Pumpkin Time...

Hiking

Yesterday we spent a wonderful fall day hiking in the Catoctin Mountains. The weather was perfect, and the foliage was amazing, but I think the best part was taking Wyatt hiking in the breeding grounds of some of my favorite memories growing up.

The Catoctin mountain iron furnace.

Reluctantly touching a snake at the nature center.

Cunningham Falls.

I think Wyatt enjoyed it as much as I always did.

Ring Bearer, Part 2

Last Saturday we spent a wonderful day at the wedding of my youngest brother Mark and his fiancee Marci. Marci has been like a member of the family for a long time, so it was a great day, and it turned out beautifully. Wyatt got to be a ring bearer for the second time in a month! I was requested to walk him down the aisle, as he clung to Marci and wouldn't let go during the rehearsal the night before. ;)

It ended up being a gorgeous fall day, so at least Wyatt could somewhat run around outside (although not too far) while pre-ceremony pictures were being taken. When the wedding started, I walked Wyatt down the aisle, and bribed him with peppermint candies to sit quietly. Which KIND of worked, until it was time for me to go up and do a reading. I was worried about what he would do, and while I was at the front I kept hearing, "No! Come back!" along with lots of "Shhhhhhhhh!" (from Daddy). :-/ Other than that, it all went on without a hitch, and I was a bit relieved when it was all over (because keeping a three year old quiet at a wedding, ahem...MY three year old...is kind of stressful, and I was looking forward to the reception!).

Wyatt had refused to take a nap the day before the wedding and had been up late at the rehearsal dinner...and obviously couldn't nap the day of the wedding, so we had a very tired ring bearer on our hands. And we spent a good portion of it tag-teaming to avoid melt-downs. But we managed to have a great time anyway, and here are some pictures to prove it! Enjoy!

Mark's side of the family before the ceremony - Eric, myself, Wyatt, Mark, Mom, Brian, and Stefanie.

Brian, myself, Mark, and Mom.

Wyatt with Uncle Mark...

...and another one...

...and another one because he looked so adorable.

Wyatt and I walking down the aisle.

Cute moment between Wyatt and Daddy.

Mmmmmm.....cake.

Dancing...





Congratulations Mark and Marci! Love you guys!!!

Pumpkin Time

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Happy Fall.

Work at home kid...

The other day I walked into the living room to find Wyatt buried in a pile of couch pillows.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm in a fort. This is my house."

"Oh yeah? Cool! What do you do in here?"

"Come in, I'll show you!"

"Um...uh...ok...." (squeezing in)

"This is where I sleep, and this is where I eat, and here is where I work."

"You work in here? Wow! What do you do?"

"Work on the computer! I click on things and type things in."

(And watch everything you do...) ;)

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<--- I realize this post probably needs pictures to showcase the awesomeness of the great pillow mountain, but I am the sort of person who always wishes I had pictures after the fact. I have lots of great memories. Pictures? Not so much...and this makes me sad.

I perpetually tell myself I'll work on being a better picture taker, but...I feel like sometimes a camera is more like a wall between myself and the world. I don't know why. I would love to capture more of life but I can't get past the feeling that I would be missing it instead, even if only for that brief moment... /random long introspective thought that has nothing to do with the title of the post. Apologies. I guess. Not really though. ;)p --->

Good Logic

Earlier today...

Lady at church (talking to a little girl with red hair): "Where did you get your beautiful hair from?"

Wyatt: "She went to the hardware store and got paint in a box and painted it on."

Family Game Night