So Much to Say

Well, the morning sickness I thought I wasn’t going to have this time arrived last week. I spent a lot of the last few days on the couch. I am feeling better today. I read taking Ginger capsules and wearing Sea Bands can help, so I picked up both at the store yesterday. So far they seem to be doing the trick. I also discovered that for some strange reason Oreos seem to settle my stomach.

As if I need another reason to eat Oreos.

Anyway, now that I actually feel like sitting up long enough to blog, I have a lot to say. Let’s start with some Hall-O-Ween photos.

Here’s David dressed like, “A real fireman boy,” as he said. He seemed a little let down by Trick or Treating this year. I don’t think it lived up to the huge expectations he’d built up in his imagination. He did end up with a pretty good supply of candy. And we’ve been arguing over how many pieces he can eat in one day ever since Saturday.

The night before Hall-O-Ween we finally carved our pumpkin.

It was supposed to be just a grinning Jack-O-Lantern, but David insisted it needed teeth. So we ended up with a pumpkin with three teeth, badly in need of a dental plan.

Earlier that evening we made our annual trip to the apple orchard. Apple picking season was well past, but there was still plenty for David to do. Apple orchards around West Michigan are sort of like little amusement parks.

The big tube slide. I think it’s made out of a huge sewer pipe, but it is really fast.

This is the “train”. A bunch of 50 gallon drums on wheels pulled by a lawn tractor. Kids love it!

This ground trampoline is always a big hit.

But the zip line was David’s favorite thing this year. He went on that several times. They had a hay ride and corn maze too, but we learned last year that both last longer than David’s patience, so we stayed away from those this time.

And that’s how we crammed a whole fall’s worth of activities into two days. Oh, and did I mention I was nauseous the whole time? I haven’t even felt like sneaking some of David’s Hall-O-Ween candy. Not even the chocolate.