Brunch, brunch, munch and brunch...la la la la

We had brunch at Aunt Cara's and Uncle Paris'. I love brunch. The adults had bellinis and I had peach juice. Delicious.




Aunt Beth wasn't sharing, but she did play with me.



My Waterdoodle kept me occupied. Funny, though, it didn't work so well on Aunt Cara's walls or couch or anywhere else except the pad.

Magnadoodle Rediscovered

For a while I lost interest in my Magnadoodle, preferring crayons and paint instead. Lately, however, the Magnadoodle is interesting again. I think this might be because my sister likes it, too. It's okay--I know how to share:

Architecture

[Note not only Finn's intense concentration, but the pride he displays in completing his tower. He is lately, by the way, very into wearing necklaces].

Grrrrrrrr! Halloween.

On campus at College of Charleston:




"Wait--you're a tiger, right?"
"Ah, yeah. What are you?"


"Now if I can just pull his tail..."


"Got ya"


After a long day of trick-or-treating on campus and a visit to the Haunted House at the public library (not so scary), I took a little catnap before trick-or-treating back at home base.

Orange Blobs Part II

Remember those orange blobs Mom and Dad took me to see last weekend? Well, we cut them open and pulled out all the mush and then put smiles on them. It was fun. And messy. Then we put fire inside and they glowed.




It tastes like squash.




Carmichael family pumpkins: