Marla quietly had a birthday in August. Emma and Henry helped me make a cake early in the morning. (How much they helped vs. how much they ate is a matter up for debate.) We ended the day at Disneyland with some spectacular fireworks.
The Playdate Pups, Emma and Henry’s playgroup, had their annual Halloween party once again this year. This year both children and parents dressed for the occasion, with costumes ranging from elegant geisha to the, uh, less-than-elegant clown.
A fall trip to Tanaka Farms (see Spring trip here) had the playgroup children chowing down on some delicious fruit. Henry and Emma, normally reluctant eaters, attacked the fresh-picked melons with gusto.
Henry stuffs his face with banana and you’ll find some pictures that could very well be Cute Overload material… if only my children were, you know, animals. Later in the day she and Henry took turns making sweet music (sort of) with my guitar.
It’s a dangerous thing, giving an 18-month old a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast. After a few meals like the one pictured above we learned to strip Henry down to just his diaper before serving him. It’s better for everyone that way.