Fun with Daddy.
These are the random ramblings about life on this side of the pond with our children from Henan, China.
Fun with Daddy.
From Pre-Walking...
To walking!
More Dad, More!















Jen from our house church invited us last weekend for a peanut free pumpkin party and it was Ty's first experience with Halloween. Since the Sunflower Pooh costume didn't work, we decided to be as noninvasive as possible. A friend of my mom gave Ty the cutest bibs and when we saw the one for a cowboy, we immediately knew what he would go as to the pumpkin party. All he needed was a hat, which he was OK with while in his PJ's, but once we put the whole outfit together, he didn't want anything to do with it. He had more fun playing Peek-A-Boo with which brought tons of toddler giggles. 
Ty's first house to Trick-Or-Treat: Our neighbors Jack and Eloise.






Ty discovered the dog crate and our doggie-made screen door to the deck all in the same day. He is fascinated with all things Jack related, including his water bowl. Luckily he hasn't discovered Jack's toy box. Maybe it's because all of Jack's toys are dispersed amongst Ty's as Jack likes to share on his terms.



Sunflower Pooh was one of our first purchases in St. Louis when we arrived back in 2001. We were downtown taking care a business when we visited Union Station. The Disney Store had an incredible sale going on at the time and we bought this costume despite having only Joey, our poodle at the time. We had to let Ty try this costume on as it has traveled with us between all our moves, just waiting for the day a little bundle of our sweetness could wear it for Halloween (we have loaned it out for others to use). Well, it is obvious what he thought of this costume even though we would have modified it with holes for his feet. Oh well, no big deal. We will save it for #2, Lord willing.
So proud I have to kiss my "plowboy" dad.
I tease Troy about spending the majority of his childhood on a farm. If you knew me in my teen-age years, I was adament I would not marry or date a person who raised livestock or crops. I am not against these people at all, I just thought I was too "cultured" or a city girl to understand their way of life. God has a funny sense of humor and I married a "plowboy" as I call/tease Troy. He really didn't have an interest in the lifestyle and considered himself more of a city boy and moved to Austin once he got a chance. Now we call our current destination a mix between his hometown in Iowa and my birthplace, Austin. Agri-business is huge here and there are corn and soybean fields all around, which I have learned to appreciate their beauty. I am becoming more educated in the machines used and the difference between sweet corn and field corn.
Ty had his first try of corn this past Sunday and was not too sure of corn on a stick. I let him play around with the corn as he was intrigued with what it was all about. FIrst he tried a knife and then a fork. He figured out a way to eat some corn as he didn't want my help in his discovery.