Saturday we met up with Amelia, her boys, and Kenny's parents for soup and a trip to the pumpkin patch. It was really fun and I'm excited for next year when Lola can actually do stuff.
The lighting was capital-h-HORRIBLE, but we did the whole photo thing anyway. Sorta.
No, she's not going to be an owl for Halloween (yet), but I couldn't resist this hat.
Here, "Crappa" (aka Grandpa Mark) helps Sloan out in the petting zoo. Sloan was very interested in this goats, ahem, nether regions. In a purely observational sense. (I know you were worried.)
Yikes. Hudson behind the wheel. I though we had a good 11 years before we had to worry about that. He, of course, LOVED it.
Sloan was fearless on this HUGE slide. That's his tiny body way up there.
And, of course, more Lola...and us (with Lola).
The best part was that it was actually kind of chilly (i.e. low 70's). I actually wanted hot apple cider. Next time.