Devine Acres Pumpkin Patch!

Last Saturday, we took Pasta to the Devine Acres Pumpkin Patch. It was our first time to go there and we were very pleasantly surprised at all of the great things they had to offer! This big guy greeted us as we walked in. Weston got such a kick out of watching him slurp up his water as only a pig can do! OINK!

Next, we fed the ducks. The very first time Scooty reached his hand in, one of the ducks bit right down on his little fingers, but that didn't deter Weston at all!

This little piggy stole everyone's heart! What a sweetie! He pranced all around, swishing his adorably curly little tail. I seriously wanted to take him home with me!

And more ducks...

It's hard to see in this picture (the bright, bright sun made taking pics difficult) but this particular duck had quite the afro - hilarious.

One more look at "my" precious piggy just casually hanging out with his ducky friends! Want. Him.

On to the next adventure with Daddy...!

GOATS! These guys were something else! They went all kinds of crazy to get to the food. I think goats are adorable and had so much fun with these bad boys! Who could resist those long, droopy ears???? I could have fed them for hours. As usual, Weston had no fear and bravely held out his hand filled with feed.

Bailey and Cash liked them too! The sweet baby goat at the bottom of the pic was soooo darn cute!

I wanted to take him home too!

Next, we walked through the Christmas tree farm where we hope to pick out a live tree after Thanksgiving. They have over 15,000 trees to choose from - it was quite a sight! Bailey already has her eye on one in particular! We will definitely be going back to Devine Acres for Breakfast With Santa!

Then we set our sights on the park... Weston, of course, had the best view of all!!!

Just a swingin'...

Slidin' with Mommy!

There were goats throughout the park. This guy in the tree was particularly charming!

Grandpa and Delicious on the tubes! Super handsome!

How about some tether ball, Grandpa?

Getting a helpful hoist from Uncle Braydon!

Our next stop was the hayride. The three big boys were party poopers and didn't join us, but Bailey, Weston and I had loads of fun! Here we are waiting to board.

And we're off!

Gotta have some hayride snacks!

And lots of hayride smoochies!

Weston just soaked it all in..

One final hug before the ride was over.

I absolutely LOVE this picture of my baby and her baby.

Afterwards, it was time for Weston to demonstrate his artistic skills while painting his very own pumpkin!

Still showing definite signs of being a lefty...

Having SOOOOO much fun!

Then........Weston realized that he was "dirty". Hold the phones, people.....that precious grandson of mine has a real hangup about being "dirty". Hmmmm.........I wonder who he inherited that from???

Pasta was ready to wash his hands - PRONTO! Ahhhh, I so "get" him!

Wipes to the rescue! By the way, just LOOK at Weston's masterpiece of a pumpkin! He did such a GREAT job! That pumpkin now sits on Weston's nightstand and looks oh so cutie patootie in his room.

Bye-bye Devine Acres. See ya again next year when we will have FOUR people in this Archer family picture!!! WHOOP WHOOP!

Tejeda Timberwolves & Pasta Eating Pasta With His Pastas!

On Tuesday, October 4th, Bailey, Weston, Great-Granny and I went to watch cousin Mason's football game. Mason is in 7th grade at Tejeda and is the kicker for his team.

Our Delicious Little Man was all pumped up and ready to cheer on the Tejeda Timberwolves!
He was watching VERY intently and you could just see his little wheels a spinnin'.....he sooooo wanted to get out on that field and show those boys how it's done!

Of course, football games are all about the snacks so we had to indulge in some super sour strawberry straws! DELISH!

Followed up by some mini M&M's...yes, we're health food fanatics - ha!

The whole time Weston was eating his snack, he kept inching closer and closer to the field. Little sneak!

Here he is squawking like he's one of the coaches! Typical boy.

Giving us "the look" - Just daring us to tell him he that can't go further out. Sly fox.

After the game, we headed to Olive Garden. Our sweet Pasta was taking his "Pastas" to eat Pasta!!! If you don't get that line, don't worry. Those of us who are supposed to get it certainly do!

Eating "cwackers" until the chow arrives.

OMG!!! He sees our waiter bringing the goods!

Bailey and I had BIG plans to take full advantage of Olive Garden's Never-Ending Pasta Bowl special. We had grand visions of plate after plate of delicious pasta with dozens of different sauces. Little did we know that we would be STUFFED just a few bites into our very first helping! It sure was delicious though!

My precious professional pasta slurper!

Mommy couldn't help stealing a kiss between bites!

There were a few tense moments while waiting for our bill. Weston had had quite the busy day and was getting tired, antsy and deliriously silly. Here he is tossing the sugar packages off the table.

Oh joy.

Now grabbing ice out of the cups and munching away...while standing in his chair facing the people behind us.....while Bailey, Great-Granny and I said a silent prayer that he wouldn't bean the neighboring diners with ice cubes......sheesh.

But then that stinker boy gives us this brilliant complimentary chocolatey mint dripping smile and all is forgiven and we are once again under his spell..........ahhhh.......I adore that child.