Halloween!

The pumpkin G decorated at our playgroup. I did the glasses, she did the rest- alone!

Our own Ariel the little Mermaid, complete with Red hair she LOVED!
I wasn't very good about taking or getting the right pictures this holiday... may have something to do with Elliot having an ear infection, teething and being extra fussy at times. Gabby has also decided that going to bed is a battle, but we are working on it.

We carved pumpkins, and the night we picked to do it wasn't a bright idea on our part. No nap, after Clay's championship flag football game (yes they won!), late and all of those things together don't work. Gabby insisted she wanted Ariel carved in her little pumpkin. I printed out a stencil (yes they have pumpkin stencils for EVERYTHING!) and Clay being a super dad carved it out for his little princess. No picture, my camera was in the car and then the pumpkin oozed all over the table and got thrown out.

Elliot has started standing! Well he pulls himself up to standing. He is now officially 6 months old and eager to do everything, except sleep and eat baby food (big kid food he wants it seems). He uses toys, furniture, G's bike, the crib.... EVERYTHING can be used to hang on to while he stands up! This is much more work for me, I worry about him falling and getting hurt, plus things like the bike are not good and sturdy and he could very well pull it down on himself. He loves to do it though! Every time I put him in his crib I go back in to find him standing there smiling.

Last week on a particularly fussy morning he refused to nap. I put him in his crib and he was quiet for a few minutes. I got dressed, find the bedroom door of the kids room closed. I open it and see Gabby standing on her trundle, face to the crib, singing lullabies (with made up words) to Elliot who is kneeling on the other side, face right to hers! It was the sweetest thing.

No real pictures of Elliot on halloween. I tried on the costume he was going to wear, G's old cheetah one. First it was a bit too small, second it was 80* out on Halloween (what? yes it was) and he would have roasted in it. For our short trick or treat outing he was a cowboy.. with a crooked eyeliner mustache. Gabby was so anxious for trick or treating, all day she said "it is so hard to wait!" Her purse full of candy was just the right amount plus she said she had plenty to share, we didn't want to get a ton- for none of us need it.

Today she woke up and asked me if Santa was coming?!?!! NO more Christmas talk or movies until at least Thanksgiving!