Ok, I'm on notice. I need to keep up with pics and stories on the blog. I've heard you loud and clear so I'm delivering.
Lately Hannah has been getting more and more of a personality. She's definitely a momma's girl right now in that she HAS to be with mom even if she's just sitting a foot away from her. And when I say be with her, I mean Brandi literally has to hold her. It was getting to the point where Brandi was worried that upon her return from AZ that she wouldn't want to be held by me and that she would cry. Brandi knowing that I'm as sensitive as a girl on the first day of bikini season was happy to see that Hannah doesn't cry when I hold her.
I'm actually fine with it. I've been told that babies go through phases and as she gets older, she knows which parent is gonna be the sucker to buy her the pony.
Ok, on to the pics. These were taken last weekend. The first three were from a college friend's wedding that happened on Saturday night. Hannah was gussied up and ready to partay. As you can see, Hannah was decked out in Pink. Imagine that? Nonetheless, she could've been wearing periwinkle and the girl would've pulled it off.
Brandi and Hannah taking a break from bustin a move.
During the course of the night Michelle was actually able to work in the word 'Ba donka donk' during part of the conversation and Hannah apparently giggled.
Who better to teach Hannah to dance than me?
The second part of the weekend ended with a trip to the Pumpkin Patch. Every year now for at least the past five a big group of us round up and head out to the pumpkin patch in the spirit of Halloween. There was no dressing up in costumes....only good times with good friends and a whole lotta pumpkins.
Our first pumpkin patch together as a family.
This is the group that goes every year. Katie [Pictured in the middle row far right] is going to kill me for choosing this pic of her eyes being closed. Uh....whoops. Sorry girl, my bad.
Of course mom and Hannah had to be stylin in the glasses. And yes, it was dry and sunny that day in Washington contrary to popular belief.
We tried to get pics of both moms and daughters with their heads through the cutout holes but apparently Hannah with bff Reese thought it was fun to just look and laugh at each other than letting their moms in for the pic.
Picking out the perfect pumpkin with dad.
Before you jump to any conclusions let me explain. Yes, Ryan has some serious man love for me but it's really not what you think. Every year, the guys partake in a little contest they have at the pumpkin patch. They have this field where they have setup bays like a driving range but instead of hitting golf balls, there is surgical tubing rigged to launch tiny pumpkins at targets about 100 yds away. Now, most of you know that I'm an elite athlete and while pumpkin launching may not have been a sport I lettered in, my athletic prowess allows for me to adapt to any situation requiring skill. Of the five or so years we've done this, I've hit the target three times. This year, in order to distract me from winning two years in a row, Ryan attempts to give me a 'zurbert' in the middle of the launch. In on the plot, Ken watches with a smug smile on his face knowing that Ryan is taking one for the team. Well....it worked. I failed to hit the target this year, but in Ryan's attempt, he may have thwarted my quest for glory but he failed to administer his zurbert which in itself is at least a moral victory for me. Oh, and uh....don't ask where Ryan's right hand is. 
Finally made it out of the corn maze!
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