Poor Baby

Last weekend Gray got really sick (at 3:30 Sunday morning his temperature was 102.1). Robert was back in Seattle so Gray and I spent the weekend hanging out in my bed watching movies, mostly Cars or "Lightning The Queen Movie" as Gray calls it. On Saturday he went down for a nap but woke up half an hour later and then fell asleep like this 10 minutes later in bed next to me.

Going to the Pumpkin Patch

We drove down to Bixby last weekend to Carmichael's Pumpkin Patch. I sort of missed getting to go out to the field to pick our own but there were lots of pumpkins to pick from. Gray loved getting to pull the wagon around (until it was full of pumpkins that is). They also had goats to feed, and horses, pigs and chickens. All that along with the homemade chocolate fudge made for a very nice morning out.

They Grow Up So Fast...

Next Monday Gray will officially be 2.5 years old, Woah. Since I see him every day it is easy to miss all of the little changes that add up to the big ones. But, here he is no longer a baby but a real little boy (though he would correct me there and let you know that he is a Big Boy). He is saying 6 word sentences "Mama, I want to get up" (said at 2:00am the other night). He can change the DVD he is watching all by himself (I think that Robert taught him that one) and he's learning to play hide and seek, and actually stay hidden (usually he jumps out and yells "Here I am" the first time you say "I wonder where Gray is"). Every day he says something new that surpises me and usually makes me laugh. This parenting thing can be really fun!

Tulsa State Fair

In an effort to experience true Oklahoma charm this week we went to the Tulsa State Fair! Setting aside that Tulsa is not, in fact, a State we donned our very cleanest NASCAR driver t-shirts, cutoff jean shorts, and Skoal hats and headed off for several days of extreme people watching, deep fried food eating, and of course watching the little Prince go on the carney rides now that he is more than 36" tall!



Gray seemed to like the carousel giraffe better than the other animals



This little pony's name was Tornado - he might have lived up to his name had he not been chained to a wheel along with 5 of his closest friends. You are only as fast as the slowest pony!



GOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



At the petting zoo you could feed some of the animals, including this rather impressive ostrich. The only issue is that the pellets you are given feed them look remarkably like the fingers of a 2 year old. Relying on the ostrich to assertain which was which proved to be a poor management decision. Needless to say Gray fed him once...and only once.

[A note for the grandparental readers of this blog: your grandson continues to have ten fully functional fingers]



It wouldn't be a Tulsa activity without delicious fried pickles. They are actually quite good with tartar sauce. Other favorites at the fair - chocolate covered bacon (on a stick), pizza (on a stick), fried green tomatoes (on a stick), and of course candied apples and corn on the cob (both on sticks)



Gray's first roller coaster ride - he had a great time while his parents eyed the rickety contraption suspiciously



Yeeeee Haw