
Ramblings of a girl surrounded by four boys
Caden was LOVING helping me wrap presents this year. He LOVED to pull the tape out as far as he could and then crinkle it up in his palm before I could use it. He LOVED to try to steal the scissors, which he knows he's not supposed to touch. He LOVED to walk across my fresh wrapping paper, making it look 100 years old. He LOVED to scribble on the front of the presents. He LOVED trying to unwrap each present I'd just wrapped. Let me tell you, this kind of help is hard to find.



Though, I'm sure Caden would completely disagree.
Caden turned gangster while we were in Vegas. Well, as gangster as you can possibly be in a BYU hat.
The weather really was incredible. After growing up in Wisconsin, who knew that it was possible to swim after August, let alone the end of November?!?
I put my feet in the spa...and then couldn't get my swollen feet back into my sandals for hours. What's worse is my dad told me not to and then I had to hear, "I told you so" the rest of the day. Dad, isn't it comforting to know that some things will never change. :)


Thanksgiving day was spent enduring this look...
Because my dad and I totally championed Pinochle. Woot Woot.
And then my crazy father decided to take 500,000 pictures. Thanks dad, Bryan now knows where I get it from. It must be a genetic defect.
We told Caden to say "Cheese"...he does a GREAT job.
Erika and I...probably after she told me I should start running again. Gee, thanks.
Caden found one of the cabanas and put on a dance show for us.
Grandma & Grandpa Hoggatt with the grandchild.
The resort we stayed at. 

(Thank you Aunt Megan for entertaining him so I could get some pictures!!)
Then we went trick-or-treating through the carrels. Caden only lasted for a bit because his costume was making him sweat bullets. Ella was my favorite, she was on a mission walking straight from one carrel to the next. Her bag was so full by the end that her arm was bright red. Hilarious. As always, thank you Lesley, for documenting our lives.
I took Caden into our backyard jungle to do a photoshoot. I thought it would be cute since it's so African Safari-like. Caden thought I had lost my mind. When I climbed into the weeds, he looked at me like, 'there is zero chance I'm following you crazy woman.' He started screaming, and then ignored me completely. Result: Caden wouldn't speak to me for an hour afterward, and no worthy pictures.
Luckily for me, Lesley saved the day, at our Halloween celebration with lots of fun shots. I'm probably going to die when we all go our separate ways.
Caden's cute buddies: Carter and Ella. 
The kids thought it was fun to be "behind bars." The giraffe looked like he was all caged in. I'll be honest...some days I wish I had one. :)


