Perfect costumes.
Dancing ballerina butterfly. Robotic dinosaur.
Bounce houses galore.
All was well with the world.
More awesomely bad pictures from my old camera.
Oh, the Fair.
After working last night, then sleeping a few hours this morning, Clark felt up for tackling the Fair today. I think the call of the Tornado Tators and the country-friend bacon was too much for him to resist.
We had a great time, and even ran into a few friends! We managed to not spend a bazillion dollars either. Plus, Andrew surprised us and went down the gigantic multi-colored slide all by himself.
And right now I'm going to apologize, but there are no pictures of that. I'm working with a five year old camera here people! We did tape it on our handy Flip camcorder, so I'm going to upload that video in the coming days. There's also some great video of our little animal lover, Corinne, feeding and petting some goats.
For now, here's the two pictures we took of the day:
It's so bad I just have to laugh!
Clark and Andrew went fishing with some friends recently. Fortunately, our friend Mike has a handy dandy iPhone and took a picture of Andrew's first catch! I think it was the actual size of his iPhone.
We hit the pumpkin patch this week for the first of many trips, I'm sure. Lots of our friends were there and the kids had so much fun.
After we first moved (yes, I promise to post my really bad pics of the new house soon!), Andrew found my bin of cookie cutters. Since I had been monster mom for weeks due to the stress of moving, I agreed that we could make cookies. When I looked up the recipe for sugar cookies in my BHG cookbook, I saw an option called "Cookie Pizza."
While I desperately wanted to be a "good mom" to Andrew and let him make cookies, I really did not want to make a disaster in the kitchen, which would add to the disastrous state that the newly moved into house already was!
So, I talked him into making the cookie pizza by explaining that after we slathered it with frosting dyed blue (our favorite color), he and Corinne could cover it with sprinkles until their hearts were content.
Or atleast, until the sprinkles I poured into the little bowls ran out.
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