This weekend was wonderfully full of Fall memories that started with Shmoopie helping me make some roasted butternut squash. In an act of efficiency (laziness) I got the precut squash from Costco and then roasted it with cinnamon, a tiny bit of brown sugar, a dash of salt, and a bit of honey as soon as it comes out of the oven. Rosie was all about it!
She also thought dancing on top of the pan was the best part of making dinner. We are a lawless land. Also Rosie's Uncle Dominic bought her this Cubs shirt, and even though we are strict White Sox fans, I put her in it to Skype with her grandparents because I like some light trolling.
On Friday night Rosie attended a Halloween Party put on by the local Moms Blog, and had a blast! She is at an age where I am never quite sure how things like that will go because sometimes she is really into participating and interacting with the things around her and sometimes she just wants to stare at people...most of the she just wants to stare at people. But hey I can't blame her, people come in all shapes and sizes and are pretty darn fascinating to watch but it also makes her look like a stalker baby.
Rosie killed at the ring toss game and then found this hoola hoop that she really enjoyed standing inside of.
On Saturday I busted out the playdoh she got at her Halloween party and she was thoroughly confused. She really couldn't believe it wasn't food, and then couldn't grasp the odd consistency and instead just tried to rip it into a bunch of small pieces.
The rest of Saturday was pretty uneventful, I napped for quite a long time while Devin took Rosie grocery shopping, and then I watched a crap ton of episodes of Shameless after Rosie went to bed. Is anyone else watching this?? I'm super in to it, however there are 6 seasons on Netflix which is a pretty lofty goal but I have some brains to slice this week so hopefully I can knock back a few more before the end of the week.
On Sunday Rosie and I went to Target to buy her some special toddler crayons (they are huge and shaped like eggs which makes them nearly impossible to break) and also picked out this sweet monster hat, which was of course from the boys' section because anything with monsters, aliens, robots, dinosaurs, or other exciting adventurous characters will usually be found in the boys' section. Of course.
In the afternoon I got all the laundry put away which felt good for 5 seconds before I looked around and saw the laundry that has accumulated since Devin got caught up on getting everything clean. IT NEVER ENDS. Then before dinner we went down to the park because it was a ridiculously nice day considering the time of year and we absolutely couldn't waste it!
Rosie thinks her Dad is hilarious and loved getting to go down the slide all by herself for the very first time.
She is also super obsessed with mulch, and rocks, and woodchips, and leaves. So 75% of her time at the park was spent collecting these items, abandoning them, and then gathering more of the same item.
We decided to take Rosie trick or treating but had extremely low expectations and were totally prepared to come back home if things went horribly awry. However she was a natural!
Rosie heading out the front door on a mission.
Watch out neighborhood, I'm on my way to get candy!
Rosie was really successful at picking out a piece of candy from the bowls people presented her and even dropped it in her bucket before moving on to the next house. She gave out lots of squeals, smiles, and tried to push her way into any house with a dog. A ton of people asked us if we were from the neighborhood, which was weird because what were they going to do if we said no? Deny us candy? But then Devin reminded me that people here are Iowa nice and just really wanted to know more about us. Weird.
On the way back to the house I ate a few pieces of candy and then I think Rosie realized that all the stuff people had been handing out was food, and at the next few houses she wanted to grab as much as possible. Good thing her hands are the size of silver dollar or else we would have had a real problem on our hands.
Once we got home we let Rosie look through her loot and I even gave her a tiny taste of kit kat, which she responded to the way she responds to all food, with open fists and grunts indicating she would like more please.
Then Rosie proceeded to carry every single piece of her candy over to Devin, despite the fact that I was politely asking for her to share and Devin kept pointing at me and telling Rosie to also give me some candy. Every. Single Piece. And the juice boxes!
I see how it is tiny human. I see.
Even if she won't share her candy with me, I still think she was the cutest little octopus in all of Iowa.
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