What a week

I know, I know. It's been forever since I've blogged. But seriously, I've been a little busy.

Nana and Uncle Matt came down last Saturday, hung out and then took me to see Mommy at the Fall Festival. Great time outside enjoying the warm weather. The rest of the weekend was OK, but I was still recovering from the pneumonia. Yuck.

On Monday, Uncle Matt, Papa and I carved our pumpkin. Well, they carved, I coached.

On Tuesday, Papa had his wisdom teeth taken out. He wasn't the same -- I hardly talked with him for a day or so. But he's cool now. I had a blast with Nana and Uncle Matt, especially when he pushed me around on my push-car toy thing that I love. Nana and Uncle Matt left later that night after I went to bed.

On Wednesday, Grammy, Memaw and Paw came down and surprised me at school. I was really confused. So confused that I didn't trust them at first -- Ms. Faith had to carry me out to the car and buckle me in. Papa was there, so I figured they were legit. After that, we had a great rest of the week. I peed on Grammy. And all three of them watched as I got more comfortable pushing my car and walking behind it. I'm getting the hang of this walking thing -- and it's much easier on the knees.

Grammy, Memaw and Paw stayed through Saturday -- I took a nap and when I woke up they were gone. The rest of the weekend flew by. Went out to eat Sunday with the Autons, the Kimms and the Weavers, then went out Monday with the Weavers again. I like restaurants, except I can't crawl around. So I make people like Justin carry me out the door on their shoulders. Much more entertaining from a higher-up perspective.

The biggest thing of the week? Halloween. I was a monkey for Halloween, and I must admit that the costume was absolutely great. We got some pictures around the house, then went to Bill and Marlene's house to trick-or-treat with Billy and Kailynn in their neighborhood. Billy was a mummy, and Kailynn was a princess. When we came back, we went to visit our neighbor Babashadei and his daughter -- we're cool and almost the same age, I just don't know her name (oops). And then, I was pooped.

And without further ado, the pictures ...

Hudson W. Pate