Happy fall! I’m really impressing myself with the fantastic job I’ve done of embracing autumn this year. I often shut down when summer ends since I know freezing cold temps and buckets of snow are just around the corner. But this year I’m practicing living in the moment, and fall has been lovely. October photos and videos in chronological order.
Soren has really fallen in love with Richard Scarry books. He’s had one in his possession for awhile, but it didn’t interest him until recently — I’m guessing it has something to do with the illustrations vs. his favorite books that show real photos of cars and trucks. So now he spends A LOT of time looking at Cars and Trucks and Things that Go. Thank goodness his babysitter knew all about Goldbug and where to find him — Tim and I weren’t quite up to speed.
The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Soren is both inhibited and an awkward dancer.
Soren and Tim have started attending Home Depot’s great workshops for kids. Soren loves Home Depot for the forklifts, but he came home pretty excited about the ambulance he crafted one Saturday.
General Conference weekend meant we had a rare free Sunday morning. Soren had been talking about going on a nature walk for days, so we wandered around Hammond Pond.
The next week we joined some church friends for a morning at the aquarium. Soren ran all over that placed like he owned the joint.
That weekend John and Shauna drove up from Virginia! We had planned to spend the weekend at Butterhill, but New Hampshire’s early winter meant the house was closed for the season. So we made it a Cambridge weekend.
Monday was a holiday, so we spent the morning at the park and the afternoon at Wilson Farm.
This must be a Soren-and-Tim playground ritual, because this video is from Tim’s phone and I’m not sure what it’s all about.
Mass Audobon was having some sort of super sale on their memberships, so we joined and spent a Saturday morning at Drumlin Farm. (Boston friends, the deal is still on through the end of November! Buy now!)
A church friend started teaching a few of us weekly photography classes. I’ve had my camera for at least six years but I’ve never quite figured out all that aperture and shutter speed and ISO stuff. I’m still mostly worthless at taking pictures, but I can sometimes manage to shoot in manual! I’ll still probably take 80% of my pictures with my phone, but at least I’m semi-capable of using my camera when I need to.
Soren can finally get both feet off the ground when he “jumps”! I’ve been waiting a long time for this day.
Friday night was our ward’s Halloween party. I decided this was my year to begin turning into a holiday mom. I decorated! I made a costume! I even thought about making fun and spooky Halloween treats, but didn’t get quite that far.
On our drive to the party, Tim revealed to Soren that Uncle Ben had an upcoming job interview in either DC or Boston — Ben’s choice. This video shows Soren’s opinion on the matter.
But back to the party.
Saturday was the Boston Book Festival. I had checked the schedule a few weeks in advance and was really excited to see that the first children’s event was by Anna Dewdney.
The next week we visited the Museum of Science and Soren surprised me by becoming strangely interested in bees.
We started a new morning scripture routine, where we repeat the same song and scripture every day for a month at a time. Here is Soren’s contribution.
And then, Halloween! On Friday morning Soren did a little trick or treating at his school. Of course I didn’t think about bringing his costume, so he got to wear something from the class dress-up bin.
That evening we threw Soren’s costume on as soon as he woke up from his nap. You can tell he hadn’t fully woken up yet.
We finished off the night at the YMCA for the annual pizza party. Soren ate his weight in pizza and danced his booty off.
So Soren ended up trick-or-treating three separate times, and not once did he ask for any of the candy! At every moment I kept waiting for him to ask to try one, and my plan was to attempt some sort of distraction technique. So I think he didn’t actually know he was collecting candy the whole time. I don’t know if I should be proud that he’s so unaware of sugar, or embarrassed that he’s slow. But I’m happy. And we gave away all the candy to the trick-or-treaters who came to our house, so our night and month ended beautifully.