A lot of pumpkins, Grady, and Mickey

Julie called me one Saturday and asked if we wanted to go to the pumpkin patch with them.  It was a beautiful day, so I said, "Sure, why not?"  I think we were all a little surprised when this "pumpkin patch" turned out to pretty much be this guy's yard.  The boys had the most fun running around in the dirt and sitting on the guy's tractor.  It was totally random.  And (I haven't told Julie this yet) when I went back the next day to pay the guy (who was nice enough to let me come back since I didn't have cash), I smelled some very strong herbal scents emanating from him when he came to collect my five dollar bill.  That just made me giggle the whole way back to my house...such a random place.  

Tim, Case and Julie 

Case (8.5 months), Grady (newly 2), and Trey (3 years 4 months) 

The whole McGuire clan 

Tim and Case 

Trey and Grady trying to share the tractor

The next day we went to the zoo with Julie and Grady.

Pumpkin carving...naturally...

Trey wasn't nearly as helpful as I'd hoped. 

Last night we joined Jason and Stefanie on their transportation adventure.  We rode the max out to the airport with the goal of watching airplanes.  When we got there, the boys ran around the airport for a while (at least in the part they could run around in without having tickets), and then we got on the max and went back to town.  And when I say a while, I mean about five minutes.

Trey and Declan making funny faces...well, Trey making a funny face.

Checking out the bridges 

This might be a good place to mention how much of a pill Trey has been lately.  Dinner after our transportation adventure was not very much fun, and today has been pretty up and down.  It feels like we are going from one meltdown to another without any predictable triggers or idea of how long or intense they will be.  He's testing the limits in every possible way in all domains - eating, sleeping, toileting, playing, dressing...what else is there?  I have been more impatient with him than normal, and that makes me feel pretty crappy.  Luckily, I have a lot of friends who have had three year olds, and they tell me "three is hard."  What I have been feeling today is: "It's a good thing I like my job because I can't wait for Monday morning."  

Here is Trey refusing to let me take a picture of him in his Halloween costume. 

Yet, five minutes later out in the driveway, he was cool with it...go figure.

Cutest Mickey Mouse I have ever seen. 

We went to the Children's Museum this morning for their Halloween activities.  Trey had no interest in the Halloween activities and spent the majority of the time in the Dora exhibit.  Julie, Tim, and the boys came to meet us, but I didn't see them much as I waited near the rocket ship for Astronaut Mickey to want to do anything else.

Minnnnnnnnnieeeeeee, where arrrrrrrrrrrre youuuuuuuuu? 

Trey could stay on this stage for the whole time we are at the Children's Museum. 

I think we would have ended up back here if it wasn't for the rocket ship.   

Astronaut Mickey 

Trey and I made Halloween sugar cookies this afternoon, and Julie and Grady came over to help us decorate them.  Trey LOVES these cookies so much, and it dawned on me as I was moving them from the cookie sheets to the cooling racks that this is just another thing for him to freak out about on a daily basis.  Not sure why I did this to myself, but oh well.  Too late now.

After cookie decorating was over and fighting about sharing toys was ended, Julie helped me with some of my sewing.  Stay tuned for my post about the advent calendar I am making.  I'm almost done with it, and I am excited to show it off.  I'm not a very crafty person, and even though I didn't make this calendar up on my own, I'm feeling proud of the end result.

A Sunday afternoon with red wine, sequins sewing, and my sister...

couldn't ask for much more.