Last weekend, Texas beat OU. Jules got to wear her cheerleader outfit to celebrate!
It's a little big for her, but she loves it.
We went to watch my 2nd cousin at her marching band contest. Jules LOVED it! When one band would end, she was looking for the next one. She lasted a little over an hour, which was great. We even had time for Tory to come up and say hi to us before we left.
Today, we went to the pumpkin patch. Just like last year, Grammy, Gramps and Aunt Meredy went with us. Kelly and Caitie joined us too.
Jules and Caitie
We went to Hall's Pumpkin Farm. They have wagons that you can use for free. When Jules saw other people with wagons, she just had to get one. Aunt Meredy (who is awesome... thanks for all the help this weekend, Sister!) waited around until we got one for her. Jules loves her wagons.
We went and looked at the animals, played on the little playground, went in the hay house (although that didn't last long because of lots of rowdy, rambunctious boys), rode the little kid tractors, sat on lots of pumpkins, etc. Generally, we fit a lot of fun into just over an hour.
She even got the hang of the silly cut outs.
And tonight, she and Will (our 3 year old next door neighbor) figured out that they can talk through the fence, see each other through the slats and poke at each other. It was quite cute!
She's getting to be a big girl. No longer can I say the simple 18 months age that everybody understands. She's 19 months old today. And back to looking at perplexed looks while everybody has to do math to figure out that she's 1 year, 7 months old. At this age, it's just not appropriate to say one... because that's SO MUCH DIFFERENT than being 19 or 20 or 21, etc months old. Mom's understand... but so many people don't.
I love being Mom. I'm super lucky that I have a husband whose identity is firmly entrenched in being a good Dad. All I have to do is say the word and he'll work out giving me space, time, a girls night... whatever I need.
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