My Little Vintage Football Player, Circa 1920

Here is little Ferris (one of many nicknames) on Halloween. He wouldn't smile for any of these pictures. I think he was trying to maintain an intimidating look to match the costume. Way to get into character little guy!


Playing Veterinarian at the Petting Zoo

Here is little Ems with his poor victims which he made sure to get up close and personal with for examinations.
Taking vital signs and checking for any abnormalities in skin and fleece.
Checking the condition of the horns
Examining the ears

Finally, checking the
musculoskeletal system, strength of the spine, and endurance level of the animal.


Halloween Night
Trick-or-treating went a little something like this: With confused looks on their faces, we told Emerson and his friend Kate (both a year old) to knock on the doors of neighbors' homes wearing costumes and holding buckets shaped as pumpkins. To add to the confusion, we weren't entering the homes we visited, just standing outside waiting for goodies. Emerson of coarse marched right through every door that opened. They got used to the idea of filling up the buckets with treats, which got a little heavy for them and ended up being dragged on the sidewalk. By the end of our short trip down the street, which seemed to take much longer with the pace they were going, we knew it was time for quits as they sat down on the doorsteps. They had a successful evening of looking adorable in their costumes and trick-or-treating. Emerson was oblivious to the fact that his parents would take his hard-earned candy from him at the end of the night.
Sharing the bench with Kate for a little duet.

JR carved a pumpkin. Dressing our son up and a carved pumpkin was just how festive we got this year.