I know I always say, "We've been really busy around here." And it always seems like an original statement to me. Maybe we just keep getting busier and busier. The other comment you'll hear from me all the time, if you're unfortunate enough to hear the news from me by phone, is "It's just a really strange time." With a little one, things are always changing.
So we've been really busy around here, and it's been such a strange and lovely time. Jane has had a spurt and her new 2T jammies are already short. She can reach the peddles on her trike in any position. Last week she couldn't. She's talking a mile a minute, and the power of her memory is astonishing. This afternoon I caught her singing "Ezekiel smelled a cake a-bakin'" (hey, I run out of verses, okay?). I haven't sung that song in ages. She's a big girl now. What a change from last year. As the holiday season slowly gets going, we see already how different it will be this year. To a certain extent, she gets it, and it's really exciting.
So naturally, we went to the pumpkin patch.
We saw goats, and baby pygmy goats.
The face-painting lady even managed to: convince Jane to approach; show Jane her own painted cheeks; touch Jane; paint a pumpkin on Jane's face. There was a disgusting banana-flavored lolly pop involved. And look at this face.
Wouldn't you do anything, I mean anything for her? Like, for instance-- The spooky Halloween train is also the jolly Christmas train. It goes by lots of Christmas trees, which thrilled Jane, and through a tunnel with a giant nutcracker head at the entrance. Works for creepy OR jolly. Inside the tunnel, pretty twinkle lights and contorted scarecrow. It was a but scary after all, but she was easily distracted by the Christmas lights. The pumpkin patch was the best part. And even though I'm making an ugly face in this photo (what's new) I just had to included, because were having so so so much fun, and because it reminded me of the photo taken of us in February in the sculpture park. Both remind me of paparazzi photos.
I guess it must be the blazer? Our pumpkins turned out spectacular, but I haven't taken a picture yet. Their guts were also spectacular. I turned around and saw this-- See the skull? Which reminded me of the smiley face, taken almost at the same time as the old paparazzi photo. How seasonal.
It's really shaping up to be a lovely fall. Our personal harvest has been as spectacular as New England leaves.
The whole world seems to say, Here comes Halloween!
Lately we had been thinking about finding a new place. But then, just in time for our one year anniversary in this house last friday, Autumn came. We had forgotten how beautiful it is here. Now, it's totally unthinkable that we should leave this home, our home.
On the handwork front--I've been preparing heads and bodies for more sweater gnomes. I'm applying to some craft fairs. I had my first Etsy sale. To my sister. But STILL...
I've been working on some things I can't really share. Like my mom's birthday present. And something for Jane that I'm hoping to work into an article/tutorial to submit somewhere. I'll tell you more if it gets accepted. And if it doesn't, I'll publish it here. Want a hint?
She's sleeping right there. Right now. In fact, I'm so nervous about it I have to go to bed now, in case she wakes up and is afraid. She's such a big girl, and such little baby. I'll drift off tonight thinking about better night lights, a rug so she won't slip if she gets the door open and comes across the hall in her too-short footiezzzzzzzzzz...