Three Months Old!

Just in case you lost track (or thought we did), I thought you should know I'm three months old!

And I appear to be pretty happy about it!

Happy Tuesday!

Pumpkin Farm

A trip to a local pumpkin farm was in order this weekend. Though, oddly, not to buy pumpkins. (We got HUGE pumpkins at Aldi this week for $1.99/each ... a steal at twice the price for the size we got.) No, no, we love pumpkin farms for the open space, the animals and the smiles we get from the kiddos.

We were greeted by this guy ... an emu? ... as soon as we got out of the car. He made Jurassic Park-ish noises and creeped me out a little.
Mallory, however, was not the least bit frightened and proceeded to stick her arm through the fence as an attempt to, I don't know, pet the emus. SNAP! Just kidding, she was fine, but only because Uncle Kevin pulled her arm out just as our feathered friend got a little too close for this momma's comfort.
The sun was so bright I think Caelum had no choice but to close his eyes.

Petting zoos are a toddler's delight.

Sliced carrots are a great snack for the goats, the bunnies, AND EMBER. Three seconds after taking this picture the carrot in her hand disappeared into her mouth. We got confirmation that the carrots were freshly cut the night before, haha.

The bunnies were pretty cute to feed.
It was fun to bait them out of their little shelters.

Hmm, maybe we had TOO much fun, ha.

"Please do not let children climb on pumpkins."
Oops. I didn't see the signs until after I took the picture.
I promise.

It appears that the pony ride from our late summer visit to the zoo has stuck with Mallory.

Me: Mallory, do you want to ride a pony?
Mallory: No danks, Momma. No, Momma.

A visit to Tanner's Orchard is on next weekend's agenda.
We can't wait!

Singing and love

The "it-tee, bit-tee, biiii-der"
went up the water spout.
(the face!)

Down came the rain...

and washed the spider out.
Out came the sun...

...and dried up all the rain,
and the "it-tee, bit-tee, biiiii-der
crawled up the spout again.

And then after breakfast
I share my blanket and Minnie with my sister
and give her lots of hugs and love.

And all the singing and love makes my mommy smile.

Riding her tricycle

Mallory is *******THIS******* close to being able to ride her tricycle (her feet just barely reach both pedals). She can push the pedals around a couple times and then loses momentum, the wheel turns, etc. And of course, she doesn't want HELP, but she's very proud of herself (and we are too) when she gets it to move.

The basket might be her favorite part.

5 signs of a play date gone bad...

5. Your friend moves to another chair when you sit next to him
4. He shuts himself in another room with a snack
3. Your friend hides in a corner hoping you won't see him
2. He sits 5 feet away watching your every move and quietly refuses to share toys
And the #1 sign that your play date has taken a turn for the worse:
1. You find your friend asleep in his bed
Haha. Penny and I had some good laughs over this. We talked about it and decided he might just be playing hard to get.

Need help, Momma?

Mallory has asked to feed Abigail a few times and asked again the other night. She is a regular jabber jaws now and was counting from 1-10 here (notice she's counting on her fingers too).

Just chatting away.

Hanging out

I think I understand why mother's in the wild eat their young.
I just want to BITE her face. :)

This picture:
Reminded me of this picture:

Abigail is three months old and Mallory was only three weeks old here, nevertheless I think it's safe to say they're sisters. It also confirms that Mallory did, in fact, have quite a bit more hair than Abigail has.

Happy Tuesday!