What does fall mean to Oliver? Well, it means everyone in the neighborhood, including us, have decorated their front steps with his favorite toy...a ball. I'm spending a lot of time lately trying to convince a 16-month old that a pumpkin is NOT a ball. Sure, its round and looks like a ball, but it goes splat when you try to pick it up and throw it. Its just not the ideal choice for playing catch.
So far, he's not convinced and several pumpkins have met their untimely demise at his cute little hands. Case in point...
Alas, the pumpkin lost its stem but was still in one piece. Hurry Mommy, put it back on the steps like nothing happened before Chloe finds out another pumpkin has been ruined in the great pumpkin/ball debate. Its just too bad Oliver didn't play along and leave well enough alone....
Oliver won't believe me. He keeps insisting its a ball. He's determined to kick it and make it bounce. Unfortunately, big sister has discovered her pumpkin is not as she left it....
I can't wait until trick or treating on Halloween. If you see abused and broken pumpkins littering people's doorsteps then you know Oliver was there.
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A ball with a handle!
I'm still laughing. That's hysterical.
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