Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Halloween 2012

This year for Halloween, this gang of pumpkins and ghosts braved the snow and returned to our front yard.
As you can see, despite the cold, they were still in good spirits.


Roger further honed his pumpkin carving skills and created this happy little guy.


And in keeping with the Halloween spirit, he dressed up as a kitty.
hee hee


Sunday, October 28, 2012

Look at this!






And, it's not even Halloween yet.

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Rosich Farms

After Thanksgiving, Roger and I drove down to Boyle to Sarah and Joe's grain farm.
Joe gave us an detailed but interesting tour of the farm and some of his toys, but the highlight for me was sitting in a combine and pressing buttons!

Sarah on the combine.


A mix of seed and grain.


Some antique farm equipment.







An old fashioned combine.

 
A boat.
(used to pull the tractor in times of flooding haha)





More of Joe's toys.




Sophia with Lumpy.


Bengt with Lumpy.


Did we ever have a good time there. 
We'll try to make this a routine stop en route to Edmonton from now on.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Thanksgiving "Invasion" (oops I mean visit) 2012

Decoration provided by Erin

For Thanksgiving this year we had a full house!
These munchkins found our Swedish Barbapappa book and even though they didn't understand the words on the page, they just couldn't put it down.
Here's Roger offering a translation.


Although it was a long weekend, Brendan still had to do his requisite piano practice.  
Curl those finger's Brendan!


Burning off energy and working up an appetite.


A walk in the woods.


Finding nice looking rocks.


A home for the rock.


Finding nice sticks and discussing infinity.


Leaves and moss.

 


 





Grandpa's shadow






"Chasing" the turkey into the oven.


Enjoying an appetizer.


Thanksgiving family photo.


Family photo take 2





Working off turkey dinner.









Brendan's poses




Finding out Erin is dangerous with a frisbee.



Brendan miming sitting in a chair.


Shooting the photographer with flame throwers.





Then we blinked and it was over.
And quiet.