The boys (Brandon included) look for any reason to start a fire in our new fire pit. This fire sponsored by the rotting Jack-o-laterns on our porch
Our leafy trampoline
My favorite thing to do is go exploring to find fun things in our city. We found a park on the White River around the Broad Ripple area. Also, having bigger kids who can push their siblings for the win.
Noah saying his new favorite saying "WOAH! What's that?"
One of the only things we miss from our old house is throwing rocks in the river on a regular basis.
Brandon had the genius idea to buy the boys some wood that they could what they please with. Pink glove, optional.
Brandon spent over an hour maticulously cutting and creating space ships and robot suits. He's so fun.
I was all "He's a genius. A baby Picasso." Then Brandon and I started talking and he ate the tip of the crayon. That's more like it.
I made the boys a face for lunch. (Before you get too impressed, I rarely do this.) Jack broke the oranges in two to make earrings and declared it GsaGsa.
Noah joined the big boy table.
Our little peanut started basketball.
After tucking Hudson in bed two hours before, we came into his room and found he had made a bed on the floor and covered himself with a basket.
Despite having three celebrations for Thanksgiving (of which I got no pictures), we didn't have anything on the actual day of Thanksgiving. It was one of the most laid back vacations we've ever had. I didn't want it to end.
We decorated the tree and watched the Polar Express.
Jack is on a robot kick. Ryder found one at the store and texted a photo to Jack.
Alas, Monday came and back to reality.