Where to start?
Let's start with the weather. This is a shot of the kitchen thermometer before dinner on Thursday. Yes, that is 77 wonderful degrees in downtown Fort Vegas. It is hard to believe that I was outside in shorts. I tried that Saturday night while grilling steaks and almost froze my ass off. Wait, I digress...
First, my sister Katie and her boyfriend Danny swung by to visit on Thursday evening. I am such a moron that I took no pictures of the visit. Andrew was really happy to see his sandhole digging partner. He wanted Danny to help him dig in the sandbox!
Friday was a "fun night" for the kids at Tamara's school and she was signed up to work the event. Andrew and I had dinner at Burger King in Verona.
Saturday was beautiful except for the cool temp. We headed down to the Golden Kernel in Grottoes to enjoy a hayride and a trip to the pumpkin patch. Here is an interesting looking squash that they discovered just steps off the hayride. I am not exactly sure what you do with a squash that big. Do you fry it? Do you club someone over the head with it?
Anyway, we ambled through the fields looking for THE ONE. This field had pumpkins as far as the eye could see. There were also green pumpkins and more of these wacky squash.
Here are Andrew and Mommy after locating THE ONE. It was so heavy that Tam had to switch off with me to get it up the path. Yes, I know you are looking at that picture and asking yourself how big that bad boy really is. I am going to throw in a plug for anyone who lives around here - the Golden Kernel is great. The folks are nice, the pumpkins are GINORMOUS, they have a play area for the kids after the ride, the ... okay, I am rambling, but if you haven't gotten that pumpkin yet (or even if you have), go ahead on out and enjoy yourself.
We rode on to Harrisonburg to get Andrew some firefighter gear for Halloween (Thanks Glen's Fair Price!) and then rode around getting the Big A some shuteye. Saturday night was cold (30 degrees at one point in our neck of the woods).
Sunday was the long awaited open house at the Weyers Cave Fire Department. As many of you know, Andrew has spent the past few months becoming obsessed with anything having to do with firefighters. This is from watching "Fireman Sam", a show on Noggin. An opportunity to interact with real live firefighters was one we couldn't pass up.
Andrew spent the afternoon climbing on fire engines, talking to the firefighters, impressing the fire safety lady with his acumen, looking at the firefighting gear, taking a tour of the Fire Safety House, and generally absorbing the vibe. Every corner was something he thought was cool - it was really fun to watch him take it all in. While we were eating our free lunch, there was this low rumble approaching the fire station. Tam and I knew what it was, but the Big A had no idea his dream was about to come true.
The low rumble was coming from the local air rescue helicopter. It was flying over the building and heading for the field behind the station. For the boy who spends hours using any of his various toy helicopters to simulate the aerial exploits of Tom from "Fireman Sam", this was indeed a dream come true. The dream had to wait as the crowd seemed to multiply as soon as it dropped from the sky.
Yes, here he is, mission accomplished, goal met, lifelong dream fulfilled...he is sitting in the rescue helicopter. Okay, so he was only there for less than five minutes, but you could tell he was just taking it all in. He was also getting very sleepy, so we loaded up and headed for a little nap to get him some shuteye.
As for life in adult-land, the thermometer is going to go under 32 degrees again for sure. What happened to my 78 degrees just 75 hours ago? UGGGHHHH but it doesn't matter because Andrew had a wonderful weekend. ---J