Sunday, October 31, 2010

It's the partial Toy Story crew...













For Halloween this year the boys decided they wanted to be characters from Toy Story. Grandma and Grandpa Green gave Tate this costume as his birthday present and so Dylan decided he would be a green army man and represent the Green family. Great idea Dylan! The boys had an awesome Halloween. We trick-or-treated in our neighborhood (which is always a ton of fun) and out lasted the cold and rain. The boys were home by 7: 30 and enjoyed handing out candy to their friends who came to our home. Tate would say "Trick or Treater, " at every home and I was so proud of Dylan for saying thank you at each home (we must be doing something right). It was a fun and memorable day.

It's time for carving pumpkins and the corn maze....






The boys have been so excited to carve pumpkins this year. Dylan asked us PLENTY of times when we were going to do this yearly tradition. We carved them last Sunday when Uncle Nick was here. The boys insisted that Mike carve a pumpkin that resembles Sonic the Hedgehog. Mike did a great job on the pumpkin and it did look like Sonic. Dylan also wanted a classic Jack O' Lantern pumpkin. Aunt Bridget had to work, but she had told us how much she liked the pumpkin seeds. Nick was able to get the recipe and we made some delicious pumpkin seeds. We all loved them and now we will make that a tradition. Lawry's season salt makes the seeds DELICIOUS!
We also made a family date night to the corn maze this year. It was a blast! Jake joined us and the boys were set on finding each number to make their way out of the corn maze. The weather was perfect and we kept them up late until 10:30 pm (something I said I would never do, I must admit it was fun).

Tate loved this scary man. He asked me to take a picture as he hugged
him. Should we be worried? He would not even look at the camera. Notice his jacket?



These boys were silly @ 10 pm. They had plenty of sugar and fun!
Tate liked the spiders from the square pumpkin meal he had earlier in the evening. They did provide great light for the corn maze.





Our little man TATE....

Tate is now a big 3 year old and I have not yet posted about his birthday or this special little guy.



These are a few of my favorite things about Tate:

I love his sweet little raspberry kisses on the cheek.

He has a great personality and is a CLOWN at times.

He still loves to wear hats and likes to dress up as his favorite super heroes.

He also loves to wrestle his brother and imitates his big brother.

He loves to snuggle with Mike or I and sing. I must say he has a great voice and he knows many songs.
WE LOVE YOU TATE!

Tate is now THREE.....

This cute little stinker turned THREE on October 9th. He is getting so big and is starting to potty train (YEAH). For his special day we had a bash with our friends at the fire station. The kids had a blast and the firefighters/paramedics gave us a great tour. It was a fun day.






The next day we had a small family birthday party at our house. Tate really liked the card that his Grandpa and Grandma Green gave him. He was spoiled all weekend and he had a great time. We just wished more family members from the Rowley family lived closer. We missed them, but we will see them soon.








Wednesday, October 6, 2010

A Sunday afternoon in the mountains....

One Fall day we decided we would go to the mountains with Uncle Nick and Aunt Bridgette. We had some fun with the camera and these are a few of the pictures we took.
Tate loves garbage trucks and garbage cans. He was so excited to see a waste management dumpster. Aunt Bridgette thinks we should take this photo to The Waste Management office and see if they could use it for advertisement.






Roasting marshmellows for smores. Dylan ate 4 and now wants to build a campfire to make more of "those delicious smores."








The leaves are gorgeous and it was nice to smell the fresh mountain air.




Uncle Nick and Dylan looking for a stick to roast marshmellows. Now we want to go camping one last time before winter comes.