Pics of the week (and a half)

Cuddling with Auntie on her birthday (today!)

Finishing up some ravioli - it was a hit

Showing Dad where he pinched his fingers (on the pantry doors)

Having Mini M&M's to make his fingers feel better

Perusing the pantry in his Halloween costume hat (He's gonna be Bam Bam.)

Here are some pictures from the last 10 days. Nothing too thrilling - just living life the way we like it. :-)

Sacked out in his stroller while we went to Sausagefest (yes, Sausagefest) at a local church

Enjoying Mom's ice cream bar (I had to go get another one).

Playing with his Cars cars. He loves Disney's Cars right now.

Taking a breather (in the fridge).

Playing in boxes with cousin Morgan

Playing "goggles" with cousin Morgan.

In Dad's hat and shoes

Still in Dad's hat and shoes

Playin' ball with Papa

Playin' more ball with Papa

Hot Air Balloon Race

Evan had a rough week missing his mom and dad since we were both at school. He loves Miss Melba, and he was her shadow all week long. We thought because he was tired and grumpy and going to bed with a fuss each night that he'd be too tired to go to the hot air balloon race at the Indiana State Fair today. We put him to bed last night (after a fuss or two) and we decided unless he woke up on his own by 6:00, we wouldn't go. :-( At 5:45 this morning, I heard, "Mom-mee!" several times. We got up, got ready and were out the door at 6:15 headed downtown to the fairgrounds. We pulled into the free parking lot by the grandstand where the balloons were launching and we saw 30 hot air balloons take off and fly away. Evan loved it, and we had a lot of fun. Since it was only 7:30 by the time we were finished, we decided we had time to go to breakfast before Mike's grad. school class (he's getting an administor's license to his masters degree) at 9. What a fun morning!

Evan likes order.

So Evan's most recent activity (when he's not playing with Matchbox cars) is lining up the contents of the pantry. It is the funniest thing. We tell him to be careful because he drops those cans non-stop, but he got his toe pretty good last spring when he was just holding a can. I think he remembers (since his toenail fell off!). It's a battle that really doesn't bother us, so we don't fight it. He added potatoes to the mix the other day - it was hysterical.

By the way, I know I've been slacking in my posts, but I have several good reasons as to why:
1. Evan is fast; by the time I get my camera, turn it on and snap the picture, I get a blur of a blonde boy running away.
2. School has started, so he spends most of his waking hours at his second home (Miss Melba's house). Sometimes she takes pictures for us - she's good at it too. :-)
3. Evan is interested in the "cheese." (That's what he calls the camera when I have it.) He thinks he's grown and that he should be the one taking the pictures.
4. I just don't think of it some days - like the other day when he was clearly not ready for bed and he yelled, "Mom-mee!" for 30 minutes straight. When I went up to get him for a few minutes, not only had he thrown everything out of his crib (and there's quite a lot), he had taken off his jammies AND his diaper. (I think we may have a little Frank the Tank on our hands one day.) :-)

Aunt Gramma Judy

Aunt Judy is a beloved member of our family. She is Mike's aunt, and we love her to bits. She swung by with Mike's mom, Mary, the other day, and Evan and his cousin hopped on her lap for a story. Evan calls Mary "Gramma" (the look on Mary's face when she first heard him say that was priceless) and he calls Aunt Judy "Gramma Jooo-dee!"