

My Grandmother, Alice Mills, turned 90 this weekend. We all went to celebrate. Owen was more than happy to help her blow out her candles.







Owen loved his face painted bat. Henry thought that the little pumpkins were balls and hurled them all around. Owen loved the patch but absolutely refused to smile for my idilic pumpkin shots. Oh well..we got a great pumpkin and some ok photos to remember it by. Here is hoping whatever moon of cranky was over our house this weekend will move right on by.