Another Day at the Farm

This happened a few weeks back.  Not sure why it didn't make the blog...

There's something that is so relaxing about driving the utility golf cart around an open field.  We went to visit family in Covington, GA earlier this week.  While we were there, we checked out Uncle Wayne's crops.  He has watermelons, cantaloupes, peppers, and tomatoes growing.  Yummy!   

There were no seatbelts so Gigi held him tightly as we drove along.

Holding an Art sized watermelon

Here's the baby picking one to eat.

We may have let him drive the cart with a little help.

He liked to beep the horn. 

Here's part of the watermelon patch.

and a cataloupe or two growing along the ground...

Bumps & Bruises

I will consider this his first "owie." He was standing at tennis the other day and fell over.  Brian wasn't able to catch him in time.  He bumped his head harder, but his nose has a scab on it.  No sure how that happened...

Our Civic Duty

We voted today in the primaries.  It isn't looking good for our gubernatorial candidate.  I like the smile in this picture.

Blueberries for Arthur

Erin and I went blueberry picking in Canton, Georgia with the little guys.  Both Quinn and Art LOVE blueberries so we thought this was appropriate.  It is funny to drive up to someone's house just to pick their crops.  We just pulled up onto their front lawn and they greeted us.  The blueberries were plentiful.   

I have a Baby Ergo carrier that allows you to hold your baby on the front, side, or back.  I tried the side, but that was difficult and he got in the way.  I eventually moved him to the back.  I couldn't see what he was doing, but he did ok for a bit.  He grabbed some leaves off of plants and tried to pick his own blueberries.  I eventually had to "feed the meter" so he would let me continue.  It cost me about one blueberry every minute though.  When Erin was finished, she offered to watch him so I could keep picking.  It was a huge help!

Here they are with their hands in the bucket.

Again, closer up.

Quinn didn't do a ton of picking, but luckily the family was very nice and didn't mind him running around.  He is well behaved so he stayed close by.

This doesn't look like a lot, but there are 7 lbs in here!  I was hoping to fill the bucket, but after 1 1/2 hours of picking and a crabby baby, I thought it was enough.

We were both a tad bit hot and sweaty.  We went early in the morning so it was in the high 70s and maybe low 80s.  It doesn't help that I had to keep him in the carrier most of the time. 

Here's Erin trying to hold him. 

Here's a blueberry bush.  I need to plant one of these in my yard. The pink ones are getting ready to be ripe.  It was difficult to stop since you could see blue ones on the bush.  I told Erin it was addictive!

Here's my crop at home.  The owner said to leave them out to ripen a little more.  They are tasty! These 7 lbs cost us $12.  $12 for tons organic blueberries!  Now I'm off to find recipes!

Little Drummer Boy

Bompa and Grammy's House (and maybe a few at the store)

Here's us chillin' at Grammy and Bompa's. (Bompa is Flemish for grandfather since Rudy is from Belgium.)

He thinks Bompa is the cat's meow.

Great Grandma takes great care of our little man.  She's very attentive and brings favorites like blueberries to him!

I have taken a few good shots of facial expressions on this trip. 

Uncle Anthony hanging out with him.

Smiles for Grammy.

He was busy, busy, busy this week.

Luckily, he had tons of people to play with.

Unfortunately if you are a good photographer, you don't get lots of pictures of yourself.  We made sure Auntie Stefi and Art got some cuddly pictures.

I don't know who was happier, Art at the store or Bompa and Grammy being able to play with Art while at work.

Does this couch look familiar?  We have one just like it.  Since we're not likely to move, we are picking out some coordinating furniture.  I pondered a chair and a half, but it looks like we finally may get leather chairs. (YAY!)

Hopefully he likes my selections.  He's probably just going to mess them up sooner or later.  

He didn't stay put for long.

During this trip, he found his tongue and stuck it out all the time.

Papa John and Grandma Sherry's House

Here are some highlights from the trip.

Art loved the African drum at Papa John and Grandma Sherry's house.  It was a fun activity.

He may love the cherry pie more.

When someone would laugh, Art would laugh.  Then, we would laugh because it was super cute. You can imagine the unending laughter.

Cute shot of Papa John and Art.

Here's Aunt Reilly with the boy. Not sure what face he's making, but it looks like he's practicing his rocker expression.

Here we are again at their house.  Once he figured out where he was, he searched for the drum.

Papa John tickled his feet and that made him laugh. 

He also got some fun shaker eggs from the house.

Here he is rummaging through some of Sherry's belongings.

Papa John kissing him goodbye.

Georgia On My Mind

The trip to Virginia was nice, but there's nothing like home. 

Art taking a break with Dad during the drive up.

At lunch, he ate two pieces of cantaloupe, four Wendy's nuggets, and some goldfish crackers.  We thought we would have to eat most of the nuggets, but he didn't leave too many for us! 

Here we are playing around.

He didn't keep the hat on for very long.

Dad is hoping he'll follow in our footsteps.

He actually doesn't mind brushing his teeth and giggles when we do so.

Checking out the toothbrush.

He tries to mimic us.

Here's us on the way home. He "read" the book, but just not properly. He actually picked it up and opened it to different pages.