Fall was fun while it lasted.

Today's weather: cold and rainy. I guess fall is over. It lasted for around 2 weeks. That's about as much as we can expect around here. Too bad. It was fun while it lasted.

We had some fun with the Rogers while the weather was nice, including a trip to the Zoo, where Max was able to practice his newfound walking skills. He also practiced wearing shoes, which is new for him as he has refused thus far to leave any shoes on his feet for longer than 5 minutes. So far, this quirky pair of dinosaur moccasins are the only pair he will wear. Baby steps, literallly....

All that walking can really wear a guy out:

Another great thing about fall (at least for the guys)? Football! Sam has been doing what he can to impart his love of the game onto Max. Max IS a fan of the touchdown, but he doesn't quite so far get the finer points of the game. It's going to take a few more hours of watching games and being coached by Sam, I think. Here they are, taking in a game (based on these faces, they weren't happy with the play):

Last Friday, on an absolutely couldn't-have-been-more-beautiful fall day, we went to Falls Park for a picnic with the Rogers. I had hoped to keep Max calm and happy with a pre-picnic snack. Look at him eating at the table like a big boy. (Moments later he hurled all his snacks on the floor and climbed onto the table).

I'm not sure how much of Max's kids' meal he actually consumed versus how much he smashed into the picnic blanket.

With a 14 month old a picnic is really just "inhaling your food as quickly as possible so that you can chase your kid around while he's not wearing any pants." Look at him go, though - I think he might have even been running.

He did stop long enough to enjoy the view (while chewing on someone's discarded straw).

Then he was off again, chasing bubbles...whilst carrying some more trash, the empty bubble container. Oh, my little trash man.

We concluded our day at the park with a walk across the bridge. I did put Max's shoes back on him, but the pants weren't going to happen. Chris is, I think, mortified that I allowed Max to strut his stuff in a busy public location looking like this:

but even rockin' his mocs with no pants and a much-too-small onesie, people commented on how cute he is. Imagine how cute they might have found him to be if he had been in proper outdoor public attire? :)

Fun times...I guess we'll have these in our memories as we're trapped inside on these cold and rainy days to come.