Thanksgiving

Each year at Thanksgiving we've taken Garrison's picture in this red rocking chair.  I think Grandaddy Garrison made it.  Look at how much little booger has changed.  And I think it may be time for a hair cut! 

Mama Monkey and new friends

We have been reading a book at night "5 Little Monkeys Reading in Bed."  Garrison loves it.  The monkeys are supposed to be in bed, but they read books instead.  Mama Monkey comes in and tells them, "Lights out, sweet dreams, no more reading in bed!"  Garrison LOVES Mama Monkey.  If she isn't on the page we are reading, he asks where Mama Monkey is.  And then he will point to her and say, "That Mama Monkey?"

Well, Mama Monkey has turned into a slight imaginary friend.  A few nights ago we were talking about her, and he laughed.  I asked him what was funny, and he said, "Tozer just licked Mama Monkey."  ha!

He was eating toast with jelly, and Mama Monkey was sitting at the table with us.  I told him to give Mama Monkey a bite, and he held his toast over.  I said, "What did she say?"  "Thank you!"  Well, at least Mama Monkey has good manners!

Mama Monkey is also a bit of a disciplinarian.  If he thinks he's about to get in trouble, he will say, "Mama Monkey get me?" 

A group of photographers are teaming up to do a "pay it forward" idea in Columbus.  Yesterday afternoon we all met (with all our kids) to take some pictures and do a video shoot.  I kept telling we were going to meet some new friends, and I would name all their names.

After we finished, I took him to Chick Fil A while Will was at church.  A couple of little boys walked by him, and he said, "bye bye new friends."  Ha!  I guess every new person he sees is going to be a "new friend" now.

guitar

This boy looooooves his guitar.  And singing.  I have no idea what he's singing about, but he's passionate about it. 

Happy Halloween!

Sometimes I wonder if Garrison is going to grow up and think his parents are REALLY weird!  And then I look at these pictures from last night and know he will definitely think that!  Will says he will look back and say, not only did my parents dress me up for Halloween, but they dressed up too! 

So Will LOVES Elvis.  Loves him.  A few years ago we went to Graceland on our anniversary.  Which theoretically would be cool, but I am NOT. A. FAN.  After being in Graceland for an hour, I told him that the tour wasn't as bad as I thought.  He then informed me we had only seen about 1/4 of it!! 

So Will loves Elvis.  I don't really care for him all that much.  But when Will suggested Garrison be Elvis for Halloween, I couldn't object.  I mean, how many dads really get that into dressing their kid up, right?  Little did I know Will wanted Garrison to be Elvis so HE could be Elvis too!!!  He went to a costume shop in Starkville and found this hideous costume.  They also had a girl Elivs costume that Will wanted me to wear.  Um....we're going trick or treating, not to a convention.  So I settled on Priscilla.

All day yesterday I had to remind Will of a couple of things:
1.  He could not listen to nor sing Elvis music all day long or I'd lose my mind.
2.  Elvis is dead.

We actually had a really good time trick or treating.  We went to Garirson's school, where he was SO SHY when he saw Mrs. Anita.  He loves her, but he wouldn't sing or say anything to her!  He's been singing all week, "You Ain't Nothin' But a Hounddog" but he wouldn't sing it for anyone we saw!  By the end of the night he was calling his candy "Trick or Treat."  I guess people had said trick or treat to him so many times that he thought that's what candy is called!