The weekend after Labor Day, Vancouver hosts the annual Sausage Festival and Omelet Party. Avery really enjoyed the carnival rides this year. He spent the two weeks preceding chattering about "getting the tickets." To make it even better Old Nana is visiting from New Zealand and Auntie Ashleigh came out from New York.
cracking 9 dozen eggs
devouring a sausage
his favorite ride
at the beer garden
the legendary omelet party
On Sunday we went to a u-pick blueberry farm in North Bend. It had to be one of the funnest outings we've ever had with Avery. We gave Avery a bucket and showed him where the blueberries were. He started plucking them off and eating them, and then he'd put a few in the bucket, and then he'd eat the ones in the bucket. I don't think his bucket ever had more than a few berries in it at a time. Luckily Mommy and I made up for Avery's snacking and we managed to collect about three pounds. I think we might go back next weekend for more.
We celebrated Thanksgiving in Texas with Lindsey's parents. At the table we each said something we were thankful for. Aside from all the regular things like health and family, we all gave thanks for Obama's victory. Whoo hoo!
Avery's favorite dish: cranberry relish
Lindsey's first pie. Turns out she can bake too.
Avery and cousin Will play a duet.
I'm up in Bellingham at the moment for my work. Lindsey and Avery came along with and are out and about during the day. Avery seems to be having a good time. Mommy took him to the toy store today and found some new toys (I was told there was a shortage of cars to play with). Later this evening we stopped by Mallards Ice Cream for a medicinal cone. Avery isn't a big ice cream fan (yet), but tonight towards the end of my cone he reached out for it. Being the obliging parent, I handed it over and he proceeded to take a few bites. He might like ice cream yet!
Here are a few pictures from the Omelette Party, which follows the Sausage Fest. The party became a tradition before Lindsey and I were born. Every year it's pretty much the usual suspects, give or take a few.
