Pumpkin Patch (or "Punkin" in Ethanese)

Last weekend we had a great time at the local Pumpkin Patch. Ethan has suddenly become interested in all things Halloween and he LOVED it. And, with the overpriced pumpkins we brought home sitting on our kitchen table, it finally feels like Fall has arrived!
Luke preferred to crawl over than pumpkins rather than walk around them. He called each pumpkin a ball and promptly tried to throw each one we handed him. Here are Will & Ethan checking out the most gigantic turkey I've ever seen. Not only was he huge, but he also made the classic "gobble, gobble" noise, which delighted Ethan to no end.
Hopefully Ethan won't remember this guy when we tell him to "eat your turkey" on Thanksgiving.
Here's our little pony rider. He was a big boy and wanted to go all by himself.
Me and my boys.
This was too cute! A little red wagon for them to ride around in.

Bottles No More

The day of reckoning finally arrived last week. The endless milk fest has ended. My addicted boys are finally weaned from their bottles! While this may sound insignificant to some, this was a MAJOR change in our household. Ethan loved his "baba" so much that once he even kissed the basket they were stored in! So, we were expecting the worse when we went cold turkey last week. Luckily, I was armed with my secret weapon: Grandma. My mother came to stay for the first five days and she was able to distract the boys enough, and help with some rough bedtime moments, that I kept my sanity during the first few days. Poor Lukey didn't really understand what was going on, but Ethan was angry and he was going to let me know it. One day, after putting him down for a nap without the bottle, he took his clothes and diaper off, peed all over his room, then climbed in Luke's crib to finally fall asleep naked (meaning that I got to wash both his and Luke's sheets!). But, the worst is over and now I can happily report that we are a sippy cup family. On to potty training . . . joy!

Trip to Nana's House

This weekend we took a trip down to San Diego, including a visit to my grandparent's house. Ethan & Luke call my Grandma their "Nana," and they love to see her special books and toys. They also especially enjoyed playing in the actual bucket the toys are stored in . . . how typical boy. We can't believe how much they are definetely toddlers instead of babies now.