We’ve got some creators in our house.  If it’s not Legos, or beads, or colored pencil work, it’s some other project Hazel and Miles have dreamed up.  Recently:

Miles indexes his Spy Manual (take time to read this, it’s classic) while Hazel captions her drawing.

Miles constructs slab-on-grade foundation to the paper plate before affixing the ginger bread house.  Hazel frosts hundreds of gingerbread cookies.

The annual Gingerbread House construction, fully utilizing the leftover Halloween candy.

Tim gets plenty of ground time in Austin, but the kids and I miss our Texas time!  On his last trip to Austin, we tagged along. Somehow we got the one weekend where temps in Austin were colder than Boulder! We hit all the old favorites, met up with lots of old friends, and got a day with the cousins down in New Braunfels.

Tim gifted Clyde and I his first class upgrade. My first time!  Upon landing, we headed straight to Torchy’s Tacos.  Clyde’s first Texas taco.  He loved it.

Austin was a mash up of things wrapped in tortillas, running with friends, and hitting up parks.  The kids played on so many structures I think they believe Texas is all playground! We also made it to the Grand Opening of the Filson Store (Santa pics and hot chocolate), Erik’s holiday party (beer and jello shots!), and of course Julio’s breakfast tacos.

Our day with Angel and Craig was also filled with favorites.  “Volcano” restaurant for lunch, and playtime with Guy at Landa Park.  Finished with Dairy Queen!

We still love you Texas, you will always be in our hearts. And blood.  Miles is convinced he was born a cowboy.

 

Last year we traveled to the mountains to cut down our own Christmas tree.  This year, due to travel schedules and weather (it still felt like summer), we decided to just buy a tree.  When we told the kids, they flipped.  Perhaps they thought this meant we would have no tree.  So we made a 6am call, and headed for the mountains.  Last year we headed southwest, to Fraser, so we decided to try the other farm this year, northwest past Fort Collins.  This was Smokey Bear territory, and we got a glimpse of the bear on our way out of the park.  There was snow!  And many more fir trees than spruce.  We were looking for something tall and skinny for our new living room configuration, and we found just that.

And a stop at New Belgium Brewery seemed in order.  Massive marshmallows and beer tasters!

On the way home, after an hour of driving we rolled through Loveland and passed a Christmas tree farm. Hazel & Miles: “Look! So many trees!  And already cut down and much better than the tree we got!”  Tim and I exchanged glances.  Happy Anniversary!

I still like our cut-your-own tradition.

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  • On the go!  Clyde picked up his torso and is crawling all over the place.  He has the cutest little crawl, kind of pigeon handed.  He is also adept, but cautious, about getting up a flight of stairs.  Still working on getting down.
  • If you’re happy and you know it… Clapping hands is fun!  Any time anyone sings, or says “yay!”, or when he is upset and needs to sooth himself, Clyde claps.
  • Daddy’s Boy.  Whenever Clyde sees Tim he shouts “Dada!” and reaches for him to be picked up, even when I am holding him.  He wants back to me after a minute, but he is definitely excited to spend time with Da.
  • Funny man.  Peek-a-boo, laughing and a squinty eyed stink face let me know this one may end up being the jokester in our family.
  • Player.  This guy jumps right into whatever is being played, and loves to have time with his toys.  Also, he has spent a lot of this warm fall at parks and playground and when asked if he wants to play, pumps his arms and legs and smiles so wide. He loves climbing up and sliding down, all under the close supervision of his doting big sister, of course.
  • Dishwashed.  Clyde LOVES the dishwasher, and will climb in it whenever the door is down.  Hazel and Miles have recruited him to unload the silverware.  He carefully removes each one and hands it to Hazel to put away.  Start ’em young.
  • New names.  We will never run out of nicknames for Clyde Z.  This month: Boodle.  Cloodle.  Tiny A Boo. Cock of the Rock.

Thanksgiving break we made a quick drop down to Colorado Springs to visit our outlaws (Mariel’s inlaws).  We met up at Cheyenne Mountain Zoo, where the “cousins” reunited over giraffes and a slow sloth.  We then headed to their house for a day and night of playing and a big snowstorm!  We got to catch up with Grandma Sandy & Grandpa Tim too.  Next time we plan to see the Air Force Academy!

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October was filled with pumpkin patches, constant updates on our home Halloween decoration, and costume creation.  We waited until the last minute to carve and display our jack o’lanterns, to avoid giving the squirrely-dirrerlys an early trick or treat.

Our costume this year was years in coming, and I think we pulled it off pretty well.  Miles’ obsession in Tin Tin has infiltrated our lives, adding vocabulary to our speech (Kraken-Heimer! is our resident curse) and character to our persona.  On Halloween we all got to live our alter-egos.

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Trick or Treat was a huge success.  Only 2% of houses “got” our costume (1 or 2). Clyde got a bucket of candy for dad (after carefully selecting one from each house, he looked into the eyes of the giver and smiled – so so sweet. He also got ahold of a box of Nerds which he used as a rattle until he wetted the corner so that the sweet shakers emptied into his mouth, quieting him completely until we discovered the sugar intake going on).  Hazel was NOT scared, walking through an open house with deadpan indifference.  Miles loved it and outlasted us all.  And of course, Ging & Blue got dressed up too.

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This little man…he brings joy where ever he goes.

  • Army Crawler. Clyde continues to ruin the front of every outfit by army crawling everywhere.  He’s getting proficient at it though, and speed increasing past glacial.
  • Standing.  It was the month where Clyde stood up in the bed.  And stood against my leg.  And against everything.  Somehow he looks even tinier when he is standing.
  • Teeth!  What do you get when you cry all day?  Two teeth!  Right together on the bottom.  Luckily they have not yet been used to bite.
  • Aumph.  Speaking of bite, Clyde continues to chomp all kinds of people food. Favorite this month, momma’s homemade apple sauce.  He also also able to be fed by a spoon, still loves nursing, and discovered baby puffs this month.
  • Dada & Hazel. His vocabulary is booming, adding “Hazel” to his repertoire of family names. He loves his sister!
  • Mama’s Boy.  He won’t say it (I think he still considers himself one of my appendages), but Clyde needs his momma.  Coming around slightly to his Uncle G, as I’ve mentioned…
  • A-woooo! Halloween is coming up and Clyde copies Hazel and me when we see scary stuff “a-woooo!”.  Also, he started to get startled, his initial fright by a huge jack o lantern I brought into the house.  He crawled up and clung to me like cling wrap!
  • Sleeper.  I know this won’t last, so trying to enjoy the long naps (2x 2 hour/day) and long nights (5:30pm-7am or when I wake him).  This is one well-rested dude.