Just some new pictures.

Weston never stops coming up with new ways to entertain himself. Lately he likes to play hide and seek, although his only hiding spot is the broom closet in the corner of the kitchen. I'm not sure what this was all about....looks like he is practicing a pose for a future career as an underwear model.

A bath tub picture, since it's been a while. And yes, that is water he is splashing everywhere. He also always asks for bubbles when you are running the water.

This is him standing on the toy box, because it is more fun to play on top of it, than to bring your toys down on the floor (he started screaming when I attempted to get his barn down for him).

Did I mention only six weeks til Baby #2 arrives?

Can I just say that I feel HUGE! I haven't gained any more weight than I put on with Weston, but even Danny says I am much bigger this time around (thanks honey). Some of my maternity shirts aren't even covering my belly anymore. I'm starting to think I will have a 12 pound baby instead of a 9 pounder like Weston was.

We still have a ways to go before the baby arrives, but everything is ready...just in case this one decides to come two weeks early rather than two weeks late. I've sorted thru everything that I saved from the first time around, and I saved everything! Crib is ready. Newborn clothes have been put away in the dresser. Bouncer, swing, car seat, etc. are all cleaned and re-assembled. Purchased what seem to be the tiniest diapers ever (when compared to what Weston is wearing now...yes I will have two in diapers). Added to the collection of creams/gas drops and ointments. Now we play the waiting game.

Since Weston will soon have to share the spotlight I thought I would post just a few more of my favorite pictures from the last couple of weeks.

He is so proud that he can now get Flo to come up onto his bed (although she is very unsure about being allowed up there and won't stay for long).

And he also enjoys standing in her water bucket.

The great pumpkin

This year we had a bumper crop of minature pumpins, but our few carving pumpkins are all about the size of a large cantaloupe. So we headed to Lone Pine Farms to get just one "biggie" to put out on the front porch. The first Saturday in October was perfect....the sun was shining and it hasn't rained enough for the pumpkin patch to be muddy. And, we went just before the U of O/Stanford game was set to begin, so everyone else in Eugene was either at the stadium or glued to a TV somewhere.

Weston wasn't that interested in feeding the goats or looking at pumpkins while we were there. The tractor on the other hand, he just couldn't get enough of...

Weston did finally end up picking out a 40 pound pumpkin that we made Daddy carry since we missed the last hay ride back to the farm stand.

We also ended up with one little guy at the last minute since Weston was able to pull it off the shelf and carry it up to the register himself.

October Already?

Has it really been a month since I updated this site? Time goes by fast, yet sometimes I think November is taking forever to get here (6 weeks and counting til baby arrives). Weston's recent obsessions include hats and taking control of the camera. The later is making it difficult to get good pictures of him, since as soon as he sees such device he starts reaching for it (as seen below).

The world according to Weston includes:

Flo. (can't you tell?)

His own feet.

Self portrait with ceiling fan.

And these were just the pictures worth posting...I had about thirty to choose from.

The hat obsession includes Daddy's hard hat, his own ball caps (or yours if he can get it off your head) and his new farmer that came with a cowboy hat. In addition to his farmer dude, this little cowboy hat has been placed on his own head, Flo's head and of course, mom and dad's noggins. The new farmer was his first "big brother" gift (from the Farm Credit appraisal crew). I had fully intended to wait until I needed a distraction to give him this gift, but I learned very quickly that if you set a gift bag on top of the table when you come in the door, it only takes mere seconds before Weston has everything pulled out of it.

And if you haven't noticed, stripping off his clothes and running around naked is also a favorite activity.

Outside man.

Weston can usually be found climbing the fence trying to either get in with the cows, or get a better look at them. He is soooooooo not afraid of them and will walk right up to any of them. Good thing we have nice cows that lick him. Even our newest mama cow lets us come right up to her and her new heifer calf for an ear rub. Yesterday he thought that he needed to load his tractor into the trailer. Ok, I'll admit he isn't perfect, he gets into trouble. A lot. I am amazed at how stubborn he can be when he does or doesn't want to do something. The tantrums are easily ignored, and after a minute he realizes that no one is paying attention to him and quits. I've started sending him to his room if he flat out disobeys. He usually screams for a minute or two, and then I'll open the door and he'll come and give me a hug as if to say he is sorry. Although one night he we was in there for well over an hour because 1) every time I would open the door he wouldn't stop screaming, or 2) would stop screaming yet go right back to throwing his Lego's at the TV which is why he was in trouble in the first place. Daddy has a special way of making Weston feel really, really bad about what he did. Danny will talk to him about what he was in trouble for, and he will just stare back, hang his head, rub his eyes, barely tearing up with this terrible look of sadness on his face. It's hard not to laugh.

But like any kid, he snaps out of it quickly, and a Capri Sun makes him feel better and get back to his normal self.

State Fair

Friday afternoon we visited the Oregon State Fair. Weston still likes looking at the cows more than any other animal, but he was somewhat interested in the pigs this time. He also found every piece of equipment he could possibly climb on.

And was a little annoyed that he couldn't get on the antique tractors.By the end of the afternoon he was ready for a long nap.

What happened to my baby?

This last week I realized that I no longer have a baby on my hands, but a full blown toddler. Probably a good thing, since I will have a baby again in just ten short weeks (slightly looking forward to having a kid that doesn't try to get away when I need to change his/her diaper). But where has the time gone? Weston is a mix of independent boy and cuddle bug/mamma's boy. First thing in the morning we sit on the couch, side by side, him with his apple juice, me with my hot tea, watching cartoons for thirty minutes or so. Takes us both a while before we are fully woken up, but when he is, watch out. Once he's ready for the day, he's outta here. Literally, I have a runner on my hands that I can barely keep up with.

Big enough to sit at the kitchen counter for his snack....Likes to "help" clean the bathroom....shortly after his cabinet cleaning he moved on to washing one of his toy trucks in Febreeze. The whole living room smells great.He helps mom in the garden, and dad with his various projects, including getting forms made and the ground ready to pour some concrete on the side of the house.

When not raking or shoveling dirt with his own tools (thanks to Great Grandma Barnes), he likes to bring his loader and trucks out to play.

His creative side includes water painting....

Still loves to run off with our phones, although in this case I caught him texting rather than talking to someone.