Our Little Pumpkin

It wouldn't be Halloween without pictures of our baby in a pile of pumpkins. We took these at the Arboretum last weekend. So, here she is...

in a wheelbarrow,

in some grass,

eating straw,

and surrounded by pumpkins.

Adventures in Painting

Two weekends ago, we painted a chocolate brown accent wall in our room kind of on a whim. We really like how it turned out. Now we just need to get something to put on that wall to break up the brown.

When we first moved into our house, we painted C's room like this. We really liked the bright colors when they were on the swatches, but they were a little too bright for her small room. You'd think after 3 months of walking into the room several times a day, you'd get used to it, but it was still just as shocking every single time. We couldn't take it anymore. So, we finally repainted it and are very happy with the new, soothing, light green paint. I suppose D was right to go with gender neutral colors since our new baby is a boy!

Funny?

So I don't know if this is "blog appropriate" material, but this picture seriously cracks me up. My brother Darl sent me this treasure along with the caption, "Just a friendly reminder to visit the temple this month." Works for me.

*For any non-Mormons who are reading this blog...eh, nevermind.

Hot Air Balloon Festival

Last weekend, we got up early and drove for the annual Hot Air Balloon Festival. We were right on the edge of a big field full of hot air balloons preparing to launch. There were all sorts of crazy shapes like a tree, a cow, and my personal favorite, a daisy. I think about 70 balloons total were launched. It was pretty neat and fun. D even suggested we drive to Albequerque the next weekend for an even bigger balloon festival. I was impressed by his enthusiasm for hot air balloons until I found out that BYU plays New Mexico that weekend in Albequerque, which was the real source of his enthusiasm. Unfortunately, the hot air balloon festival in Albequerque isn't the same weekend as the game so we decided it's not worth the trip. Oh well.

Like Mother, Like Daughter

People are always asking me which one of us C looks like. To answer the question, here is a side by side comparison of me as a baby (left) and C. D came into the room when I had the picture of me as a baby pulled up and he thought it was C. The crazy thing is that I am 3 months younger than C in that picture. C gets tons of attention because of her hair, but I must have been quite the little freak show with a mane like that at 6 months. C did get one thing from her dad though. She's in the 95th percentile for height, which she certainly didn't get from me.

Cheerios

I came into the kitchen the other day and found C looking down her shirt like this.

I figured she was looking for the missing cheerio stuck in her bangs.

Later that night when I undressed her for her bath, I discovered four wet cheerios down her shirt, plastered to her diaper. Lately, she sucks on her cheerios and then spits them out so we end up with cheerios stuck everywhere. Naughty little baby.

Baby Loves Whipped Cream

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