Tennessee

Alright, my 3rd and final post in this series.  We stayed at my parents house to and from Indiana. The trees were turning there too and it was so pretty.  We enjoyed visiting and the boys loved chasing their two cats around.  They also enjoyed the rooster that lives a few doors down.  The first time they heard it they bolted for the porch.  They have heard roosters before but I guess this one sounded too close for comfort!  

But after a day or so they were saying "bye bye rooster" when they didn't hear it and "night night rooster".  Their vocabulary sky-rocketed in the last two weeks.  They are repeating everything we say and saying lots of new words including "mine" (my least favorite).  They must have picked that up at MDO because I certainly did not teach them that.  The other day W said "mine" and we said "that is not nice" and he said "mine please."

W has become quite the horder as well.  He gathers up as many toys as he can manage and stores them in a truck or something and then spends the rest of the time trying to maintain his toys from J or any other kiddo that might be around.  Poor thing.  He can never rest.  He is always on the lookout for thieves.  

*On a side note* here is a snip-it of a conversation Geoff and I had in front of an Indiana Starbucks.  

Me:  What do you want?  (Geoff is a Starbucks rookie and he doesn't drink coffee)

G:  Just a hot chocolate.

Me:  Do you want a tall then?

G:  No, I don't need anything that big.

Me:  A tall is a small.

G:  OK, yes a tall then...

Me:  Sigh.  Hahaha!  My poor, sweet, patient husband.

But while we were there the nice barista (I had to find a way to get that word into this post) let me have a sample of the salty caramel hot chocolate.  It is good.  It does seem strange watching them sprinkle sea salt onto a hot drink though.  

Ok, back to Tennessee.  Some pics with the family...

Here is J and W with Papap, Uncle PJ and Grandma...

The boys...

The boys enjoying the beautiful view from the back porch....

 

And some pics from a  rest stop (doesn't everyone take pictures at a rest stop???)