Mesmerized by the fire.
Michaelmas was held at Ryan's house this year. Typical feast meal of food, drink, more food, and even more drink. Then we had a fire in the backyard. It was a chilly night and the fire was so warm. It was a wonderful night. I was happy that Sam liked to watch the fire and snuggle. But baby was restless and didn't want to take his naps. . . so yeah. He tried really hard to be good. But he was in full on meltdown by the time we went to leave that night. Mainly because he finally did fall asleep and then woke up alone in a strange room and was scared. Poor thing.
The B family.
The other B family.
On Sunday my niece, Claire, had her 10th birthday party. Wow. She is double digits now! She wanted to go out to dinner with the family to a Japanese hibachi place. If you've ever had hibachi then you know they put on a little show, including a giant fireball, while making your meal. Sam was shocked, scared, and refused to blink as the wall of fire in front of him delighted everyone else. I wish I had gotten a picture of that face. It was priceless. But he is Sam, so he cried quietly for a minute and then was fine. He actually liked watching the guy cook, spin eggs, and flip his spatula about.
"And that's why onions are just like volcanoes or choo-choos."
And that was our weekend. Now fall is officially here and we have so many plans coming up! Pumpkin patch, train ride, arts festival, Octoberfest, etc. Best time of the year is upon us!