Thursday, October 15, 2009

Pumpkin Farm



I don't think Finn has a clue what this whole Halloween thing is all about or why I ask him on a daily basis if he wants to try on his costume.  (The answer is always, "no," with differing degrees of firmness.)  Yet pumpkins are apparently have a lot of appeal.  Our trip to the pumpkin farm this year was a huge success.


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--JAK

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

2nd Birthday



The second birthday festivities are over. Finn finished off the last of the cupcakes last night, and enjoyed his seventh round of candles and singing. He seemed to believe the cupcakes and candles are at the heart of birthday celebrations.

We began the birthday with an early-morning breakfast celebration, candles in the muffin, and presents that didn't garner much excitement--a #2 t-shirt and a hat. For the actual birthday dinner we ventured to Rainforest Cafe, a dicey choice considering the possibilities for a "too scary" reaction. Yet it was a success, considering the moving gorillas and loud thunderstorm couldn't pass quickly enough. Margie was sweet enough to celebrate Finn's birthday on Friday with mini-cupcakes, the requisite cone-shaped hats, and rock star-themed presents!

The party started on Saturday with Pop Pop's arrival and really didn't end until we all fell exhausted into our beds for a Sunday afternoon nap!
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--JAK

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Pick Up

Jason asked Finn last night if he was excited to go pick up Pop-Pop from the airport in the morning. Finn's reply: "No, Pop-Pop too heavy."

--JAK

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Freedom!

“Mama, I want to go downstairs,” he said sweetly from his crib. “Mama, I want to go downstairs!” his voice escalated as he realized no one was answering his call. These demands quickly turned into an all-out fit of screaming and crying. I don’t know why on this particular Tuesday night, two days shy of his second birthday, Finn came to the realization that:

a) playing was a better option than sleeping, or
b) life did not stop for all members of the household at 8:00 pm, or
c) being stuck in his crib was not where he wanted to be!

If only I knew what was racing through his mind when he decided he would rather be downstairs than in his crib. I don’t even remember what he was playing with that night before bed that perhaps he was desperate to get back downstairs to continue.

Regardless, something pushed him over the edge. He wanted out of his crib and dog gone it, he was going to get there.

After a few minutes of listening to his ranting and raving from the next room, it was quiet...and then a thud. I rushed into the hall just in time to see his little body appear in the doorway, eyes red from crying, but wearing his devilish, “look what I did” grin. Little Finny Boy had climbed out of his crib, and apparently landed on his feet!

We put him right back in his crib, but it took a bit of coaxing to get him to settle down for sleep after that. Amazingly he didn't even try to climb out the next night. He waited until Friday for a repeat performance. My little unpredictable stinker!

--JAK

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Apple Picking



Finley tromped around this apple orchard as if it was his own backyard. Once he got the hang of picking the apples off the trees, he manage to eat three or four. He even convinced Jason it was not breaking the rules to eat the apples while picking!

--JAK

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