I got homemade pumpkin pie this weekend. I love homemade pumpkin pie. I’m talking the kind where you start with a
real pumpkin. Not pumpkin out of a
can. I don’t get it very often for a
couple reasons. I don’t have fresh
pumpkin all that often. I also don’t
have the kind of time to clean a pumpkin and cook it down before even starting
the pie. So, I love the chances to have
the real pumpkin pie.
My son walks now. He’s
still practicing it so he falls fairly often and still crawls quite a bit. But, he has been walking so much more in the last
two days than he has ever before. He was
even playing a silly game where he walked between me and my mom. Every time he got to one of us, he would get
a hug, turn around, and go to the other one.
He went back and forth like that until he was just sweating and
puffing. He finally quit when he just
plain couldn't keep walking like that.
It snowed this weekend up where we’re at hunting. We got about an inch of snow. We took my son out into it. He has never gotten a chance to play in the
snow before. He was too little last year
to play in the snow. He had no idea what
was going on. The snow was pretty cool
until he accidentally pulled a mitten off and then stuck his bare hand in the
snow. Then it was all over. He doesn't like to be cold and that snow was
WAY too cold.
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