We went on a little jaunt to a local pumpkin patch at the beginning of October. Heather liked the wagons.
This picture was taken before I was warned that amongst all those pumpkins, she could fall and stab herself on one of the pumpkin stems. And that we should get out.
Climbing on a pyramid of hay bales! With airplane arms!
They had some animals, too—including chickens! Her very favorite.
We dared to return to the pumpkins for one last pic. We live on the edge.
Just some miscellaneous pictures from the month of September.
Story time with Daddy:
Occasionally, Heather will decide she needs to look at my book instead of one of hers.
Playing with bubbles:
Reading on the couch with Mama. One of my favorite ways to spend an afternoon.
Honeydew, like a big girl. Yum.
Modeling her new coat:
More afternoon book time. And yes, that is a clothes hamper filled with balloons behind her.
Our little traveler:
Lastly, a video of her playing with leftover birthday balloons:
Kyle had another recruiting trip at BYU at the end of September. Heather and I went with, of course. And this post is going to be about us, not Kyle. Sorry, hon.
Heather discovered the wonder that is the hotel luggage cart. It’s her new favorite ride!
We drove into town on Wednesday afternoon, and Kyle had a presentation to give on campus. While he was doing that, Heather and I trotted around campus. She loved to stop and smell all the flowers (which involved her leaning in really close, but no actual sniffing).
It was cold and raining on and off all afternoon, so we spent a fair bit of time in the library, walking up and down the stairs in the atrium. Cuz why not?
She really enjoyed running around outside and exploring everything.
We had to visit the fountain in the JFSB courtyard. And throw leaves in it.
While Kyle was doing the career fair on Thursday, Heather and I got to hang out with Tianna and her girls, Kessa and Abby. That afternoon, we took a spur-of-the-moment trip to Hogle Zoo. It was cold, but we powered through.
I think Heather’s favorite part was chasing the chickens around.
Heather and Kessa, seeing how they measure up:
Abby and Kessa. Aren’t they awesome?
More chicken chasing:
Lastly (‘cuz this was a while ago, and I honestly don’t remember all the details of the trip), Heather was obsessed with the phone in our hotel room in Provo. She did this approximately a thousand times a day:
(Translation: “Hello. Talk to Bubbie.* Bye.”)
*Bubbie is my mom. Blame her oldest grandchild. 🙂
Heather and I took a Parent/Tot swim class over the summer. The first day, she was just super distracted by all the new things to look at, but she took to it really well.
When we started, of course, she couldn’t do anything. By the end of the two-week course, she could kick her legs and scoop her arms while I propelled her around on her tummy.
Heather really liked “swimming” around to retrieve the pool toys. And she loved her instructor, who was super sweet and great with the kids.
Next year, we’ll still be in the Parent/Tot class, and we’ll work on blowing bubbles! (She had zero interest in doing that this summer.)
Things you never wanted to learn firsthand: The people who design car-seats have clearly never needed to clean copious amounts of vomit out of them on the side of the highway 50 miles from the closest exit in middle-of-nowhere Nevada. Why are there so many crevices?!
(Sigh) The other side of parenthood. Luckily it was still daylight, traffic was light, and nothing but the seat and Heather’s clothes got contaminated.
Heather was apparently not feeling well, but after giving up most her lunch she seemed to improve dramatically. Unfortunately, now the car has a lovely eau de sick.
Hopefully a thorough washing of the car-seat will fix that.
Had we any safe way of transporting Heather without it, I may have been tempted to leave the car-seat in the desert–it was pretty gross.