Thursday, October 27, 2011

Oklahoma on my mind

Oliver and I took a road trip last weekend to Lawton to see my parents. He had a ball. I think he is a country boy at heart. Pa-pa and O had some good bonding time while Nana and I went to a bridal shower. Oliver is obsessed with water and Pa-Pa indulged his fixation with a trip around the house checking out all of the outside faucets. Oliver also enjoyed "helping" the grandparents child-proof their house by finding every breakable/dangerous item within reach to point out the need to move them to higher ground! :)
It was a successful weekend away, but we missed Daddy, and I will definitely not be attempting another solo road trip until DVD's become at least moderately entertaining for a certain little mister.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Indian Summer with a side of Pumpkin Patch

First off - How 'bout them Pokes! :)
It's October 9th and 82 degrees outside! I'm not complaining. The warmer the weather, the more outside we can be - and that's the only place Oliver wants to be these days. This weekend we went to Schaake's Pumpkin Patch just south of town. We went last year as well, and it was fun to see Oliver so much more "into it", shall we say, this time around. We saw some chickens, goats and cows, picked our pumpkins, saw some good friends, and ate some yummy kettle corn. Doesn't get much better than that for a little boy. Or his parents! Today we had a classic Lawrence Sunday - met Dad downtown at Dogtoberfest, ate some lunch on Mass Street, played in the park, and went home to watch some football. Now that's what I'm talkin' about. Here are some pics to remember this fun, warm autumn weekend.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Movin' on up!

Monday is Oliver's first day in the Toddler Room at daycare! He is quite the big boy these days. While I am sad to see his time in the Infant Room come to an end, I know he is more than ready to graduate. And, the gals in the Infant Room are probably ready as well, judging from the onryness they bore witness to here in his last few weeks. At fifteen-and-a-half months, he is a constant blur of movement. He never stops. Literally. Never.
Here are some recent pics I managed to get with him in a rare moment of slow(er)-motion.