"The best of all medicines is resting..." --Benjamin Franklin

The weekends are like an antibiotic for me. A shot of 'Saturday' and I can go again. After another tumultuous week at work, I was more than ready to spend some QT time with my family. Saturday morning, the muffin had a bottle at 6am, then we all went back to Snoozeville until 8am. The morning was spent playing in our jammies--the muffin has a new Giraffe toy that he is completely nuts about.

He is getting so close to walking--he is standing on his own for small periods of time now, although I still think it freaks him out when he realizes he's not holding on to anything! He gets this surprised look on his face and then he does this little tightrope-walker move with his arms as he keeps his balance. After standing for a bit, he looks around like he's not sure what to do next, then sits back down. I realized the other day that in only a week he'll be 9 months old! It's amazing how the nine months of my pregnancy seemed to crawl by at a snail's pace, but these past nine months felt like I flew through them at warp speed!

After lunch, we met the in-laws, along with the our nephew at a local Orchard. Our first stop was 'Barnyard Babies', where the muffin got to see baby chicks, ducklings, and rabbits. He loved the ducks!!
Then, we moved over to the Petting Zoo where the bebe' yanked the ears of various farm animals, including goats, sheep, and one very cranky llama. We had a break for apple cider and cookies, (both of which are now favorites of Baby C's), and then loaded up on the wagon for a hayride to the Corn Maze and the Pumpkin Patch. Apparently, the corn maze was pretty boring, because upon emerging from the rows, the muffin was zonked out.

Skipping over the Pumpkin Patch, we headed back in favor of being unoriginal and selecting one of the 'pre-picked' pumpkins from the shelves at the garden shop. After waking from his power nap, the bebe' was ready to run. We hit the playground, where he enjoyed both the rocking horses and the farm vehicles that he could 'steer'. (By the way, you would not believe the fit thrown when we tried to remove him from the wheel--it was catastrophic.) The hubby and I have decided to purchase one of these plastic steering wheels--I don't think we would ever have to buy another toy!

Upon finally separating Baby C from the playground, we headed through the 'Spooky Farmhouse', (probably second only to the playground--the muffin loved all the bright lights--no scaredy-cat here!), and then up to pick out our pumpkins. We headed to the grocery, and then home for a relaxing evening. I made a loaf of Raisin Banana Nut Bread, (I'm a bread-making addict now), and then went to bed.