I guess you call this regression.
Myann and Brian had a great time in Texas, though Brian was not so happy with her on the flight home, Brian said she screamed and kicked for the entire 2 hours of the first flight. Because she was without Shane, our family was able to see the Myann that few get to, a talkative, silly girl who loves to entertain and demand attention. She also bonded with Brian's cousin Tommy, and has continued to ask for him since she came home. This morning as soon as we got to Mobius, she put her hands up and said, "Where's Tommy?"
In between tantrums, Shane manages to still be funny. After a rough morning, I told Shane I needed peace and quiet, and he told me, "Well I need peace and loud". Then tonight we heard a loud noise coming from the stairs, and found Shane "sledding" down the stairs on his tents. Not the safest, but he was entertained for 30 minutes.
Last night Tina took us all out to her family friend's pumpkin patch. The selection this year was nothing compared to last year, last year it was hundreds of pumpkins everywhere and we came home with over 40. This time we had to really search for decent ones. I think it wasn't a good crop year because there were lots of green ones. Tina is a determined pumpkin searcher, so we still managed to come home with 25 or so, many a little small, but perfect for Shane and Myann.
Daddy offroading the minivan through the pumpkin patch.
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