Halloween and Too Much Candy

Here are some pictures of our Halloween festivities. We really are not very enthusiastic Halloween people, so Peter is the only member of the family that dressed up.

Peter and Scott posing before pumpkin carving.

At first Peter tried eating the seeds. Then, he discovered the joy of throwing them all over the kitchen floor. Later when Scott and I were carving the pumpkins, he grabbed the garbage can and dumped it onto the tile-pumpkin guts and all of our regular trash. Lovely.

The finished products!

Peter and I at the ward carnival/trunk-or-treat activity. Every time he got a piece of candy from someone, he got mad that I made him put it in his bag. He just wanted to stuff his mouth at every stop.

Have you ever tried capturing an almost 2 year old pirate for pictures? Be ready for a challenge! This pirate was only interested in helping me press every button on the camera.
This is a common sight at our house. Peter loves to put blankets, pants-really any piece of clothing-on his head and walk around giggling. He thinks he is quite the comedian.
What a goof ball.
My sweet little 'Peter Pumpkin Eater' in his festive shirt.

Scott and I did learn an important Halloween lesson this year-the HARD WAY! We let Peter overindulge at the ward party which was the night before Halloween. As I went to cover him up last night, I smelled his room and thought, "yuck, that kid has bad gas tonight; he is definitely his father's son." (a lot of the men in Scott's family have a notorious reputation for this unfortunately) Then this morning, Scott grabbed Peter from his crib and discovered brown crusties all over Peter's sheets, blankets, and pajamas. We finally decided that he had exploded out of his diaper sometime in the early morning and slept in his gunk for about two or so hours. YUCK!!! This was not just a spot of poop; it covered a good third to half of his crib mattress. I cannot believe that he did not wake up and cry for us when it happened. Of course the diaper almost looked spotless. I am still trying to figure out how kids can have explosive diapers with little or no evidence left inside the diaper, but plenty of evidence outside. Needless to say, he did not have one bit of candy today; just plenty of bread and bananas. Okay, I admit that he did sneak a couple of pieces while the trick-or-treaters were distracting us. I think we will be rationing sweets just a bit better in the future. Better luck next year!

The Star of our Family

Peter is definitely the best entertainment we have ever had! He keeps us on our toes and keeps us laughing (or screaming sometimes).

A quick story before the pics: The other night I brought out some cords to organize. As soon as he saw what they were, he screamed and smiled with complete happiness; if I did not know better, I would have thought it was Christmas morning. He grabbed an unplugged power strip and proceeded to plug cords into it, and he also managed to correctly plug a USB cable into the computer. I guess the only thing I need to get him for Christmas is a stocking full of cords!

Well, here is the star:

Peter lounging on my cute bench-a big no, no!

A winter hat I bought at Wal-Mart. He will probably never need it here, but I couldn't resist!

Peter eating chocolate cake batter. Mmmmm! No wonder the kid is so picky about food when we give him stuff like this.

He is obsessed with dipping things in any type of sauce! This particular day, he had chicken nuggets that he would dip, lick clean, and then dip again. He finally finished his nuggets and decided he couldn't waste the sauce, so he started to eat it with his fingers while I was not watching. What a mess!

Peter loves helping us with anything and everything! We try not to discourage this desire, but it can be kind of annoying sometimes. Here he is helping me move food storage items into the kitchen cupboards.

We have recently been painting. Here is Peter getting in on the action with a Peter-sized roller.

Peter all dressed up in an apron. I love the expression on his face.

Houston Zoo

Peter and Austin in front of the Albino Alligator.

Peter and I were able to go to the Houston zoo this last week with our friends Julie and Austin. The highlights for Peter were anything but the animals.

Peter struggling to run away. Flamingos are boring I guess.
The warthogs were not much better. He would rather eat his crackers.

Peter enjoyed the snacks (and trying to feed Austin his granola bar), . . .

pulling the wagon he and Austin were SUPPOSE
to be riding in, . . .

playing with the buckles in the wagon and pushing the seat backs up and down obsessively, . . .

the water, . . .

and drinking as much fruit punch as he could possibly get his hands on! (as evidenced by his permanent, red mustache in every picture)

We were finally able to find the Children's Zoo area that was geared more towards kids his age. While we were there, he fell off a bench and banged the back of his head on the cement. It was the kind of sound that made everybody turn towards him in horror. I was almost sure blood would start gushing from it; but he pulled through this incident with no concusion or blood, some crying and mommy snuggling, and 2 free coins (usually $2.50) for him and Austin to ride the merry-go-round! The merry-go-round was probably the highlight of the trip for both kidos. Way to get a freebie Peter!

Peter and I on the merry-go-round:

Julie and Austin on the merry-go-round:

We wrapped the day up at the petting zoo. I tried to get Peter to groom the goat with the little brushes they provided, but he was more interested in showing me where the goats eyes and nose were.

I was exhausted by the end of the day, but Peter-the energizer bunny-spent an hour playing in his crib before he finally decided to take a nap.

Fun News

Peter is excited to tell everybody that he is going to get a little baby . . . . . . . . . brother!

Baby #2 - 20 weeks

Obviously, Peter is still quite clueless about the whole thing, but someday he will be glad to have a little brother. He points to my tummy and says "baby"; however, he will also point at Scott's and his tummy and say the same thing.

We are very excited to get another little boy. Rigby Preston Flamm is the name that we have been thinking about for this little one. Scott mentioned Rigby (a family name) last fall as a joke for our next boy, and I surprised myself and him by saying, "Yes, I really like it." I never believed in the whole "right name" thing, but after choosing Peter's name and now feeling that Rigby is the right name, I'm a believer. Preston is also a family name that we both really like. This kid is definitely going to be an Idaho boy (Preston and Rigby are both towns in Idaho)!

Just to finish this post off I've got a few amusing things that Peter has been doing lately:

1) Flushing anything and everything down the toilet,
2) throwing toys into the sink with piles of dirty dishes,
3) putting pants on his head,
4) saying all kinds of new words :),
4) and wearing our shoes around the house (especially my high heels).

Unfortunately, his fascination with toilets has nothing to do with potty training-it's purely the mechanics of pulling a lever and watching something be flushed away. I have already unclogged one overflowing toilet that was full of toilet paper. I just pray he doesn't flush anything like my wedding ring. I'm sure with two little boys I will have even more amusing stories to relate. I can't wait! (or maybe I can).

Me and my little boy!
Photographer: my wonderful hubby