Chatter Boxes

Another Halloween is in the books.  We capitalized on the cowboy outfits the boys got for their birthday.  That's why these pictures will look so familiar.  John and I joined in the fun so we could stop at Chipotle for $2 burritos (they gave customers $2 burritos for costumes that were farm related). 

Waiting in line for our burritos.

 

Seth's first "BIG" burrito.  He ate the entire thing!

This is not his first BIG burrito

We trick-or-treated in Aunt Kelly's neighborhood since we don't really have one of our own.  She dressed up like a domino with the other teacher's at her school.

 

The farmer, his wife, and their little farmhands.

Last year we stuck to just a couple houses (one of them being grandparents).  This year we ventured out a bit and did an entire street in my sister's neighborhood.  The boys had a great time.  Colin was, as usual, very chatty.  He wanted to hang out and visit with each person that came to the door and then he'd leave with a hearty "buh-bye" as he walked away.  Seth tipped his hat, just like a proper cowboy, to two girls who came in the restuarant as we were leaving.  They giggled and Seth looked up at me, as proud as could be.  I think we might be in trouble in a few years if he keeps that up.

The Grandparents kept us quite busy during our visit.  Usually trips to Nashoba are very relaxing, slow-paced.  A wonderful retreat from our regular hustle and bustle.  But apparently the last weekend in September is filled with loads of activities in the Nashoba Valley.  Friday we spent the day at The Big Foot Festival (you heard me correctly).  We toured booths of local artists and I had my first iconic fair food - Deep Fried Oreos.  I can now say I've done it...and will likely not do it again.  After a quick nap at home, we headed "into town" for a pie auction at the school.  John get to see a few friends he grew up with and I got to meet more relatives.  Saturday night we went to the dirt track races and cheered for "the orange car" - which was Colin's favorite...not sure why.  Sunday afternoon we stayed after church for the all church pot-luck.  Normally I leave well-rested and refreshed after a weekend by the pond but this action-packed weekend left me feeling a little weary for the drive home.  It was all fun, just different than our normal lazy-days in Nashoba. 

John and I worked on the cabin, putting some finishing touches here and there. I cleaned out an upstairs bedroom that has been used for storage up to this point. I was proud of how it turned out. I didn't take a before picture but here's an after picture John took (ignore the baseball pillowcases sitting on the ledge...they came home with us). The cabin has always been comfortable and cozy but with two growing boys it's nice to have a bit more room for them to play and sleep (they camped out in the living room before).

Upstairs bedroom that would impress you more if you saw how it looked before.  The are a few holes to patch (where the hanging newspaper is now) but otherwise it's ready to go.



Grandpa...how do I work this thing?




He makes it appear as if he knows what he's doing.




John spent a lot of time untangling fishing line that the boys tangled up.  Ironically...this tangle was actually his own doing.



The spoils.  John caught a 4 lb bass.  The boys squealed with this one too.

Always a good time.

We trekked out last weekend for the annual Cider Fest in a nearby town.  It's a chance to eat cider donuts until we're sick.  I do believe this is the first time the boys have had donuts of any kind.  I know...we're mean parents. 

Heather joined us for the fun...just like old times. 


 



I think it was at this point that the sugar hit his bloodstream



And Colin's likely in a sugar coma here.



We took no less then 20 pictures to get this one family picture.



We had to walk past the "wastewater pond" to get back to our car.  It was very stinky.

As usual, most photo credit goes to someone else.  Thanks Heather for joining us and sharing your pictures.