A MONTH ago, my school had homecoming and we enjoyed the parade with my parents. After the parade in my hometown we headed to my husband's hometown and enjoyed our favorite nachos at our favorite establishment there and then went to the football game in that town to see his old high school team play against their rival. That was surprisingly the child's first live football game. She was in a mood that was probably caused by a long day and then a parade, some candy, sitting through dinner and then an outdoor event near bedtime.
In the middle of this month we had family pictures taken. This was on my cell phone while we were waiting for the photographer. This is at her school and she was telling us about the 'field trip' they had taken to the farm and how there were 2 goats. I was not super impressed with our family pictures but I was thrilled with a couple of shots of the kiddo.
While I was in Louisville, this cutie made a cake with her dad.
I also got to spend two days with my dad to travel to Ohio for a football game! We got to eat our favorite pizza together on Friday night and then tailgate with friends and go to the game on Saturday! I love that place! It is just magic. If I could bottle fall Saturday's on OSU's campus for a bad day, I would!
My sister-in-law and I took our kiddos down to Lansing to the Potter Park Zoo for their Zoo Boo and the kids had a riot. I totally credit her cousin for her even attempting to sit on top of this to take a picture. She's not a risk taker.
On the way back they passed out quickly! My kid was trying to channel weekend at Bernie's here. I was dying at the book placement while passed out!
I do have some sad news to end with unfortunately. My grandpa who suffers from dementia has been diagnosed with three different cancers and has been moved to a hospice facility in a VA hospital. I'm trying to process this as best I can while also trying to help process this as being the mother of a three year old who also loves her great papa. It's so hard. And it sucks. And it's so not fair. Dementia nor the cancer. And I hate them both and it's awful. I just don't really have the words to process yet. Just the tears. Grandparents, special people they are for sure.
Here's hoping November treats us a tad gentler than our busy, fun, crazy, stressful October.