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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Perfect Monday
Starting November 1, I will be working 4 days a week (believe me, I am not complaining), so yesterday was our next to the last Monday together. We had a great day. It was overcast and rainy (my favorite). We had a play date with a friend from Norah's music class, we made grilled cheese for lunch, and stomped in some puddles. After a nap, Norah spent some time banging on the front windows.
Isn't her bed head fabulous?
See the gash on her forehead? We have absolutely no idea where it came from. It just kind of showed up (I never saw her fall and BVZ won't admit having seen her fall).
We made pumpkin cookies and then ate them in the playroom. There is no cooler place when it's raining outside.
She didn't really eat 3 cookies--she would take a bite and then give me a bite. I ended up eating at least 2 of them.
It was a little chilly so Norah wore her monkey slippers. They are a little too small but that doesn't stop her from begging for them. I had to hide them in her closet the other day.
Next Monday we'll do something really special. I suspect it will involve the aquarium and maybe some ice cream.
Isn't her bed head fabulous?
See the gash on her forehead? We have absolutely no idea where it came from. It just kind of showed up (I never saw her fall and BVZ won't admit having seen her fall).
We made pumpkin cookies and then ate them in the playroom. There is no cooler place when it's raining outside.
She didn't really eat 3 cookies--she would take a bite and then give me a bite. I ended up eating at least 2 of them.
It was a little chilly so Norah wore her monkey slippers. They are a little too small but that doesn't stop her from begging for them. I had to hide them in her closet the other day.
Next Monday we'll do something really special. I suspect it will involve the aquarium and maybe some ice cream.
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Blast From The Past
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Half Moon Bay Pumpkin Festival 2009
I love the annual Half Moon Bay pumpkin festival. I am not sure why. It is crowded (I pretty much hate the general public), it takes forever to get there even though it is normally only 15 minutes from our house, and the food is kind of gross and ridiculously over priced. But there is something to be said about walking through the streets of one of my favorite towns drinking pumpkin beer and eating pumpkin pie.
Here is an enlarged thumbnail of the picture we took with the winner of the giant pumpkin contest (1,600 lbs.). Norah was in a great mood until we made her sit on the pumpkin. I am not sure what her problem was, but she was pissed. I should try and scan the one we took last year. She is so little her head barely peeks out over the top of the pumpkin. If nothing else, it is worth the drive every year just to get our picture with a giant gourd.
Norah riding in style with her shades and glow in the dark pirate shirt. I was afraid people would think she was a boy (she was wearing a boy's shirt I bought at a rummage sale), so I put a bow in her hair. It wasn't needed because she insisted upon wearing her leopard print sunglasses. We get stopped a lot because people are taken aback by how blue her eyes are, and we get stopped a lot because she looks so freaking cute when she wears her sunglasses. Several people reached out to give her a high five.
We caught the awards ceremony for the costume contest.
Norah was really into a little boy in a Spock outfit.
This tiny baby was dressed as a sundae. You can't tell from the picture, but there was even a cherry on top. It was awesome.
More giant pumpkins.
More people.
We ran into some of our baby friends, but forgot to take a picture. Norah was too busy stuffing her face with pumpkin mac and cheese, one of her friends was napping, and the other was trying to convince her parents to get her out of her chicken costume. She and I split a piece of pumpkin pie and I think she ate more of it than I did. Next year we'll get her meat on a stick.
Here is an enlarged thumbnail of the picture we took with the winner of the giant pumpkin contest (1,600 lbs.). Norah was in a great mood until we made her sit on the pumpkin. I am not sure what her problem was, but she was pissed. I should try and scan the one we took last year. She is so little her head barely peeks out over the top of the pumpkin. If nothing else, it is worth the drive every year just to get our picture with a giant gourd.
Norah riding in style with her shades and glow in the dark pirate shirt. I was afraid people would think she was a boy (she was wearing a boy's shirt I bought at a rummage sale), so I put a bow in her hair. It wasn't needed because she insisted upon wearing her leopard print sunglasses. We get stopped a lot because people are taken aback by how blue her eyes are, and we get stopped a lot because she looks so freaking cute when she wears her sunglasses. Several people reached out to give her a high five.
We caught the awards ceremony for the costume contest.
Norah was really into a little boy in a Spock outfit.
This tiny baby was dressed as a sundae. You can't tell from the picture, but there was even a cherry on top. It was awesome.
More giant pumpkins.
More people.
We ran into some of our baby friends, but forgot to take a picture. Norah was too busy stuffing her face with pumpkin mac and cheese, one of her friends was napping, and the other was trying to convince her parents to get her out of her chicken costume. She and I split a piece of pumpkin pie and I think she ate more of it than I did. Next year we'll get her meat on a stick.
Pumpkin Patch
I love fall. I love all things pumpkin flavored. I especially love the cool weather. COOL WEATHER WHERE ARE YOU? Global warming is seriously killing me. All I wanted to do was lay under the ceiling fan in Norah's playroom today (okay, what I really wanted to do was go to the air conditioning movies by myself, but whatever), but it is pumpkin season and so to the patch (Webb Ranch) we went.
BVZ and Norah are not convinced this is a good idea. I think it is because they are sweating.
But as soon as she caught sight of the baby pumpkins it was game on (I took a lot of pictures. They were all cute. So, I am posting them all. Feel free to scroll quickly).
There was a petting zoo with pony rides. If you can call ponies (and two donkeys) who walk around in a circle a pony ride...
Next to the pony rides was a petting zoo. BVZ made a beeline for it and I said no way. Chickens, ducks, goats.... oh my. But this is the face Norah made when she saw the animals.
Crap. So, we paid $7 and went in. There was a cow.
And chickens. Yikes.
And Norah's favorite... ducks!
A goat.
And a cute little pig who rubbed himself inappropriately against the fence.
Rabbits.
I was a little afraid she was going to try and give the animals hugs like she does with Loretta. But she held back. She liked to watch, but got a little startled when one would come right up to her.
After furiously scrubbing her hands with baby wipes we headed down the hill to the main patch. We each picked out our own pumpkin.
Norah tested them out by patting, slapping, and (twice) licking the pumpkins.
When she found the one she wanted, she sat on it.
And then insisted on pushing the cart.
No pumpkin patch trip is complete without a shot on a bale of hay. So, here you go.
It was fun. But too damn hot. Can we all please do our part to stop the consumption of fossil fuels. Please?
BVZ and Norah are not convinced this is a good idea. I think it is because they are sweating.
But as soon as she caught sight of the baby pumpkins it was game on (I took a lot of pictures. They were all cute. So, I am posting them all. Feel free to scroll quickly).
There was a petting zoo with pony rides. If you can call ponies (and two donkeys) who walk around in a circle a pony ride...
Next to the pony rides was a petting zoo. BVZ made a beeline for it and I said no way. Chickens, ducks, goats.... oh my. But this is the face Norah made when she saw the animals.
Crap. So, we paid $7 and went in. There was a cow.
And chickens. Yikes.
And Norah's favorite... ducks!
A goat.
And a cute little pig who rubbed himself inappropriately against the fence.
Rabbits.
I was a little afraid she was going to try and give the animals hugs like she does with Loretta. But she held back. She liked to watch, but got a little startled when one would come right up to her.
After furiously scrubbing her hands with baby wipes we headed down the hill to the main patch. We each picked out our own pumpkin.
Norah tested them out by patting, slapping, and (twice) licking the pumpkins.
When she found the one she wanted, she sat on it.
And then insisted on pushing the cart.
No pumpkin patch trip is complete without a shot on a bale of hay. So, here you go.
It was fun. But too damn hot. Can we all please do our part to stop the consumption of fossil fuels. Please?
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