Christmas Tree Shopping

I've been awful about blogging. I'm still in November 2011, but if you look at our printed and albumed pictures, well, Henry isn't even born yet. So compared to that I'm doing pretty well! For some reason blogging has begun to feel like a chore, but then I read other blogs when I have some spare time, and I hate to think of those precious moments being forgotten because I didn't write them down. I just wish someone else would do it for me. It's part of my lottery winnings spending plan, along with a live in hairdresser and vomit cleaner upper. Until then, I'm going to do my best to catch up and get back to blogging, because man are my kids cute.

After a great Thanksgiving celebration with the Propst side of our family we went Christmas tree shopping to help my Mom and Dad pick out the perfect tree. (I have to post pictures from this excursion, as our personal Christmas tree shopping experience consisted of picking up a 5 footer from Lowe's during the employee appreciation week... less than thrilling).




You can't see it in these pictures (or maybe you can), but these were some disheveled munchkins. We took them out for CiCi's (an impressive display for our two). They looked homeless, except for the fact that they were purchasing an 8 foot tree, which would be odd with no home. Nevertheless, we found just the right tree. John Dickson got to put the angel on the top of the tree, with a little help from his Daddy.



Ahhh the angel. I'm pretty sure I've talked about her on here before. She is um... unique. She's made of cardboard and covered with felt. Her head is made of plastic, and she cost either $0.79 or $0.99 back in the day (my parents can't agree on her price, but I would assume my mom is probably right on that one, whichever one she said). So there she is, on top of their tree, year after year after year, where she has sat every Christmas since they got married. I WANT HER. If they do not find a replacement for her soon, I will steal her. They've been warned.



Isn't she... unique? I'm sure its difficult to tell if I'm serious or not about wanting her. Seriously? Yes she is ugly, and yes I desperately want her.

What do you think Henry?

Pumpkin Carving

No, we don't carve pumpkins for Christmas, or to ring in the new year. We carve pumpkins for Halloween and then blog about it just in time to get it in before the new year. I may be late, but I will blog about it in 2011. Right before we sell our house. We decided to wait until the last minute (Halloween Eve to be exact) to find the perfect pumpkins. We drove from store to store, but there was not a pumpkin to be found, until we finally went to a pumpkin patch and landed a nice big fat pumpkin. Leslie and Nick came over for the pumpkin carving party!





And let me tell you, the Hen LOVES him a pumpkin carving party.



I couldn't resist putting this picture in here just to prove that it is possible to not see John Dickson's booty hanging out.



The final product.

The Fair: Henry

Henry was at the fair too, and he certainly loved his corn dog (we had to buy him his own after someone ate his entire gigantic corn dog). But instead of riding rides, Henry felt like watching the cows and eating delicious foods was more his speed.

The Fair: The Rest of Us

We did all have a great time at the fair. John Dickson enjoyed the rides, but really preferred the first half of each ride. Towards the end of each ride he started to get scared, but he still had fun.



(The rest of the dragon coaster story...)





He REALLY wanted a giant corn dog, so we got him a 9 incher. We figured he and Henry would split it, but about 5 minutes later, when I asked him how his corn dog was, he didn't turn around, didn't say a word. He just did this:



About a minute after that, it was gone.

About two months later, we had two offers on our house. HOW does that keep slipping into these blog posts? Sneaky two offers...

Adam Goes to the Fair!

An embarrassingly long time ago... waaaaay back in October, Nana, Grumps, John Dickson, Henry and I decided to do something uber special for Adam/Daddy. We knew it had been a while for him, and so we decided to take him out for a day at the fair. I would tell you how much fun he had eating corn dogs, fried mushrooms, fiske fries and a funnel cake, and how much he loved riding the big dragon roller coaster (no hands!), but I feel like I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.