It has been a great fall. We hit the fair, which is a must for me. McKay feels it is a little too white trash. But isn't that why we go...to reconnect with the trashy within us??? The butter cow was choice, sorry no pics, and the corn dog was as delicious as I'd dreamed. The giant yellow slide was everything you'd want a giant yellow slide to be. Graham, pictured below post slide, did not feel the same.
Little ol' Aug left for the MTC. This is us pictured outside Market Street after his last breakfast of freedom. I had eggs benedict. They were delicious.
Do you think I'm a bad parent for pushing the slide too early?? I was going to make him go again, but McKay nipped that one in the bud.
Inspired by the Ken Burns series on National Parks (I know, I got my nerd on), I said our fall trip this year had to be to a National Park. We chose Yellowstone, and it was magnificent...minus the hotel nights with Graham. That could have possibly been our worst nights together....ever. I decided long about 3 AM that he would be an only child. We may reconsider, but the event is still too close to make an unbiased decision. Below are featured several more fab pics from our trip.
A boy and his mom. (I think we're both looking at a dog).
After swimming in the pool in Idaho Falls. The pool was one part water to two parts chlorine. It burned.
I show the picture of rice and beans at this point to allow for easy transition to the end of this post, but mostly to comment on how much my baby loves rice and beans. He has become the pickiest of eaters, but we discovered on a Cafe Rio night that rice and beans does it for him. So, my fabulous sister-in-law has a fabulous recipe for Cafe Rio rice, and this is what he'll have for dinner most nights when he won't even attempt a try at whatever else I've prepared. I started putting shredded carrots and peas in it just to bump up the nutritional value.
He was a darling doggy for Halloween. Thanks Amy, for the costume loan. He was just as stickin' cute as he is pictured here. He would even venture a "fuff, fuff," if he felt so inclined when prompted.
Only bit of sad news was the passing of our dear "princess puppy pants," Bella. She has been with us for 11 good long years, and she went to that big backyard in the sky this October. It was very sad.
I close with a video of Graham and Old Faithful. He loved...the benches.