The slide

Front yard fun

One of our neighbors is pretty handy with a digital camera. She snapped these while we were hanging out with her and her family in the front yard yesterday. I would like to hire her as the official blog photographer. The girl in the photo with Emerson is her daughter Adelaide.

To get Emerson to smile for a photo we ask him to say "monkey!"

Zookeeper

At the gym

We'll have some better photos from this weekend I am sure, but in the mean time here's a silly photo of the little guy at the toddler gym we have been going to nearby where he gets to climb, jump, bounce, roll and run around, sometimes in structured classes and sometimes just in free play. He LOVES it and it is probably good that they are only open certain hours because otherwise we would probably have to bring a sleeping bag over there.

Out back

Forgive the blurry photo - I like to think that the soft focus adds to the mischievous feel of this shot. Emerson and I were just hanging out in the lanai (on our new patio furniture) being silly and I had to capture the moment. 

 

Our fun weekend included another bike ride for Emerson with Eric, an exploration of a local nature preserve and a local hiking trail, a haircut for Emerson and lots of time just playing and shooting hoops at home. Shockingly, Emerson showed a complete lack of recognition for the time change in spite of Eric's careful explanation that Emerson should feel free to sleep an hour later. 

(When I showed Emerson this photo and asked him who it was he said "Boy!")

Happy Halloween!

 In a nod to Emerson's current obsession with basketball, Emerson was a Chicago Bull for Halloween (thanks Mykael for the uniform!). We decided to make it a whole family theme and Eric was the hoop and Groucho was the ball (one of many, in this case).

Emerson got really into the Halloween spirit of candy distribution, handing out candy to trick-or-treaters as they came by, and redistribution, going and getting candy from one neighbor and giving it to another neighbor (everyone was sitting out in their driveways with their bowls of candy). Maybe we should have dressed him as Robin Hood.

The evening could not last long enough for Emerson and he was sad to have to go to bed while other kids stayed out trick or treating. As I was putting him down to sleep a group of kids rang the doorbell and shouted "Trick or Treat!" to which Emerson responded with a pitiful wail of "trick or treat! trick or treat!" as he tried to escape my arms and get downstairs.