Over Halloween weekend my cousins Trey and Tate, along with their parents, came to visit. We have been looking forward to their visit ever since we moved here. Trey and Tate are 12 and 10 respectively, but have been some of my best little pals since they were born. I babysat them a lot (often at my own insistence) and we had lots of sleepovers. Tate couldn't even hardly talk when I went college, and it is crazy to think how old they are now! We were super busy while they were here, but it was really nice to have them here for my birthday.
On Saturday we went to Plymouth and saw the rock, the Mayflower II, and Plimouth Plantation. We also went to Newport, RI to see a mansion. Ezra and I stayed outside while they toured it, because once was enough with a one year old. That night the Denos' headed up to Salem to check out the Halloween spirit, but Ezra was beyond exhausted so we stayed home. Sunday they kept Ezra while we went to stake conference, and we met them on the Freedom Trail when we were done. We also went to the Temple and the Mt. Auburn Cemetery. Monday was my birthday and we went out to the Basketball Hall of Fame. It was actually better than I thought it was going to be. That night we went to Cheesecake Factory and had some yummy food.
He loved throwing the leaves above his head.
We tried to get some great fall leaf pictures of Ezra. He loved playing in the leaves but his face looked like this in most of the shots.
Unfortunately there wasn't much at the hall of fame about the Kings, I guess they need to play better.
Here is Bob by a little of what we did see of the Kings.
Here I am by my favorite b-ball player of all time. He was inducted in 2009.
No not Micheal Jordan, but John Stockton at the very top.
Bob didn't really like him, but I wouldn't either if my team had to play against him.
I just think he was a great player, and he has very admirable qualities both on and off the court.
I thought Ezra was just messing around,
but this is apparently his skill at taming a loose ball.
This boy LOVES basketball. He tries to dribble,
and just loves to be in the action when others are playing.
It is pretty adorable to watch.
Shaq's shoe was crazy big. That is next to Trey's shoe. They just seem big and fake.
I grew up with two brothers with size 14 feet, and these shoes were monstrous.
I couldn't get over how big Shaq's feet were.
My foot didn't look that small compared to the other footprints on the floor.
Despite all the adventures my favorite part of them coming was playing games at home. We had a blast playing games every night. I even lost REALLY bad at Ticket to Ride with a final score of -20. For those of you who don't know 100 is a fairly average score, and people usually never score in the negative. It was pretty awesome. Anyways we had a blast and look forward to seeing them again. I need a rematch.
One of the games occasionally had people doing crazy things like drink like a cat for 30 seconds.
Or dance while humming your own tune.
Can you believe he was more worried about his humming.
Just so you know, I didn't marry him for his dancing skills.
Tate had to shake his booty in the air. Keep in mind he is 10!
My favorite parts are Brooke's laugh. Isn't she great!
Bob and I wanted to showcase Ezra's singing. He loves to sing and is really good at a lot of songs. In these videos he was more excited about jumping around than singing, but he can sing most of the words to all these songs. There are like 8 videos or so, so we will post them in spurts so as to not completely overwhelm you
I Love to See the Temple
Ezra really does love to see the Temple. Whenever we drive by he yells "Temple of God" over and over again. Of course it happens a lot more than just by the temple here. There are a lot of old churches that he also thinks are the temple of God. Basically if it is tall and has a steeple of some sort it is the temple of God to Ezra.
Ezra can sing most of the alphabet on his own, but he gets really in to it about the time that he hits W. I love hearing him sing it by himself in the back seat sometimes.
Conference weekend was pretty uneventful for us. Bob had to work on Saturday, but Ezra was really good and I got to enjoy conference. He wasn't quite as good the next day, but Dad is more fun than Mommy, and we had events like this happen.
He dumped out most of a box of Cheerios, and this is him attempting to clean it up.
I had on warm fuzzy sock and Ezra wanted some too.
I though my knee high Christmas ones had the best chance of staying on. He loved them.
Sunday was freezing. We bundled up to keep warm, and Ezra had to wear his big
coat because it was the only warm thing that would fit over his cast.
We bought him some slippers the next day.
The next weekend we went to the Cranberry Harvest Festival. We went with a bunch of friends from the ward, and it was a lot of fun. We got there a bit late, so we didn't get to do a lot of the kids activities, but we enjoyed it.
Ezra did not want to take this picture.
He wanted to sit on the shore and throw rocks in the water.
This year he was old enough to play on the giant sand pile, but he wasn't that crazy about it.
These are the kids we went with. Luckily Ezra doesn't mind being the only boy.
Sadie was there too, but she was too little to enjoy the mini bog.
After the Cranberry Festival we headed to a Zoo in R.I. for a Jack-O-Lantern Spectacular. We got there before it opened, and still had to wait in line forever. It was worth it though. They had somewhere between 5,000-10,000 pumpkins all professionally carved. It was cool.
This picture is after we have been waiting in line for a while.
It is not so bad when you are with friends.
Some of the professionally carved pumpkins. It was hard to get good pictures, but hopefully you can tell what some of them are. The theme was something to do with time, so besides some classics, they had things from the time of the dinosaurs to major historical events.
I believe this one is of the revolutionary war.
This one if for you Dad.
That is a super huge pumpkin with other pumpkins in it's mouth.
It looks like they strung lights up the tree, but those are all pumpkins.
The thing I found most interesting were that most of them (all the non pumpkin face ones) were actually not cut all the way through. They just thin out the pumpkin enough for the light to shine through. It was cool.
Bob and I had been debating moving Ezra into a toddler bed for a while and we had planned on doing it around Ezra's second birthday. However thanks to his daredevil stunt we moved that up a couple of months. Our crib already had two recalls on it, but we were putting off taking it back until Ezra was ready for a big boy bed. (Are we terrible or what?) So we ordered the toddler bed and took apart the crib. We had to borrow our friend's van to get the crib back to the store, in case you don't remember getting the crib check out this post, and it was a huge headache, since the crib was no longer in their system, but we did get all of our money back, which is nice. Now we can buy a new one when we get to CA and have another baby.
The hardest part about switching to a toddler bed was a bit unexpected. Ezra's crib held/hid a lot of stuff. I was completely unprepared to find new homes for all the stuff. We rearranged, and boxed some things up, but some things still don't have a home. All of Ezra's clothes won't fit in the few remaining drawers (the others still have dental stuff in them), but I am actually happy with how his room looks now.
This is how his room looked with the crib out and all the stuff it was hiding piled in the room.
Here is the crib taken apart, and the card table and chairs that were also hidden by the crib.
This is it! I wanted to take pictures when his room was all clean and organized, but this post really needed to get done. Notice the sleeping child in the bed.
His bed is now on the opposite wall and the drawers are now where his crib was.
We re-ferbered Ezra and we are all sleeping a lot better. I thought we were going to be putting him back in his bed all night, but he stays in it. Even in the morning he will just cry until I come in, which is funny because sometimes he justs gets down on his own when I get there. He plays on the thing all day, so he knows he can get out, I guess he just knows when he needs my permission. Not that I want to give it at 7am but what can you do?