So here is our life from about the middle of October to Halloween:
Bennett has a lot of energy--like, a lot of energy--so I taught him to play soccer. He loves chasing the ball. I love that he is wearing himself out. We will join a team next spring. Maybe two...
Here is the best picture of Bennett and Patton we could get. So photogenic, I know.
Patton in the pumpkins.
Bennett pulling Patton in the tractor...
...Patton wasn't a fan.
He recovered quickly.
Doing the corn maze.
Bennett inherited his mother's sense of direction. Poor kid. We will get him a GPS when he is old enough.
Thank goodness Dad was there.
Bennett discovered that goats love string cheese.
(I'm sure the goat owners did not love Bennett later that night)
Bennett feels the need to strip naked and slather himself in dirt and ash from the fire pit anytime he is outside unsupervised. It is disgusting. But we love him.
I do a lot of laundry.
Bennett tucked Patton in for a nap one afternoon after I left the room. What a good big brother.
Bennett earned this move for keeping his nighttime underwear dry for a month straight, and now we watch this movie at least three times a week. Everyday is Arbor day here. But after raking up about a billion acorns from our backyard this last weekend though, I am starting to side a little more with the Once-ler. Thankfully, we just crossed the month mark again this morning, so he will be picking out a new movie that we can watch to death.
Getting ready to carve pumpkins. (Matt did his the weekend he was home. We did ours Halloween morning. And when I say, "we" I really mean "me" as in, I carved all of our pumpkins, plus one more for a pumpkin stew. I was ready for Halloween to be over this year.)
I stripped the boys down before carving pumpkins. I'll let you guess why Bennett needed duct tape around his underwear line. (He thought it was pretty funny, until it was time to take it off. I think he learned his lesson.)
Bennett's final product. He literally told me exactly what and where to carve, and I just followed directions. The gross stuff coming out of the pumpkin's head and mouth were 100% all his idea. I was so proud :)
Matt's pumpkin, after Bennett got done stuffing it full of anything he could find laying around. The hammer was a nice touch...
Patton's pumpkin, carved in the "First Halloween Tradition" to look just like him, complete with paci and hair cowlick.
My pumpkin, which was going to be awesome but ended up being thrown over the back fence instead when it decided to go all moldy on me. Something wild thought it was yummy though.
My back-up pumpkin, which was actually a gourd.
The Hargrave Pumpkin Family.
My crafty Halloween lunch. I was just full of ideas this day.
Go team!Matt drove home three hours that night to go trick-or-treating with us for two hours, before driving back to his hotel another three hours to be up by five in the morning for PT (working out). What a great Dad. (As a side note, we really aren't that into football. We just like dressing up.)
My little football player and my little football.
So now that we have October under our belt, I only have about 75 more pictures to upload from November. Gee wiz, we live an active life. It is a great problem to have.
Yay for camera cords!