You killed it!

Last night we carved a pumpkin with Sofi for the first time. This is a pic of Mike and Sofi practicing their war cries.

Sofi exploring the inside of the pumkin. Carving actually kept her attention for a while!

Mama had to take over when she learned that Papa has carved very few pumpkins in his life. He claims to have kicked in more than he ever carved. A soccer skill he says that Sofi will pick up in good time.

Proud of the finished product.

Dance Break!

So there we were trick-or-treating along 32nd street. Sofi was pushing her stroller along when she heard music coming from one of the patios. She immediately let go (yes, she really was pushing her own stroller) and started dancing. She drew lots of comments from the drinkers and other passers by. Mike even had time to run over and encourage more dancing while I fumbled for the camera. I wish I knew how to take Sofi's (aka Lucy from the Peanuts Gang--thanks Nikki!) image and put it into one of the Charlies Brown cartoon dance scenes! Uncle Meat? Little help with that please?

Is that a pumpkin in your belly?

Here's the rare preggo shot of me these days. Only 11 more days til baby #2. Check out the size of that pumkin!

Just kidding Mom! I know you want to see the belly shot. Here you go.

Pumpkin Patch

Due to an unusual 2 hour second nap we weren't able to take Sofi to the "real" pumpkin patch with all her buddies. Fortunately, the temple a few miles away had the city version we could head to after naptime. Sofi didn't quite get what was going on, but I think she had a good time.

Look! A rare picture without her chupon! And reunited with her chupon.

Mike trying to get her to hold a pumkin. Sofi wasn't sure why that would be a good idea.

Snow Jacket for Sofi?

Sofi and I went shopping for her first winter jacket this week. We found one at REI that she seemed pretty excited about. It was funny to see her look at herself in the mirror trying on different jackets. Hopefully it's a sign that shopping trips will be fun later. The next day we were about to meet Papa for coffee and Sofi grabbed her purple rain jacket. Then she threw her new jacket at George and looked at me like 'you gonna put that on him or what?' Usually when we dress George up he stays at home, but not on this particular day. She threw him in her stroller and would get really mad when I tried to move him out of the way. Well, you can see who won that battle. There I was walking my two little monkies down 16th Street heading to Starbucks. The looks we got were pretty funny.

Party Favors

Why aren't the party favors gone?!

Dress Up

Lately Sofi has been developing her sense of style. Notice how most of the blog pics these days feature Sofi in her favorite fishy shirt. She is also very conscious of shoes and socks... some mornings we have to try on different socks to see which ones she wears that day. Yes, I'm serious. She'll pull her socks off and point to another pair for me to put on her. She has me put different shoes on her also, sometimes a different shoe for each foot to see which one she prefers. George is even lucky enough to get in on the action sometimes.