We had a lovely time when Nana and Pop came down for a visit a couple weekends ago. Their arrival coincided with the start of peak pecan season, so we spent alot of time out on the patio, sipping coffee and gathering/cracking nuts.
Well, mostly Pop cracked them, and we wish he would come back down, because there are SO many more to be cracked.
That's not even all of them. And by "all" I'm not including the ones still on the trees. I hope you all like pecans for Christmas, because that's what you're getting.
Proud new parents of a pumpkin roll:
Not six hours after Nana and Pop departed, we had a surprise "lunch & potty" visit from the Cooks! They brought whoopie pies (that's a delicious cookie, not a potty euphemism) and antics aplenty, and Luke and Charlie enjoyed seeing the cousins and Bosco, respectively. (Actually, Charlie has now decided that most of the
Go, Dog. Go! dogs are named 'Babo.')
The rare and elusive 'Six-Eyed Cook', with a creepy 'Four-Eyed Weirdo' specimen lurking behind
This week was also the first leaf dump of the year - we decided to tackle them each weekend this time instead of waiting until they were all down, as we did last year... not the best approach, unless you prefer raking up snakes from the bottom of a 3-inch layer of wet leaf goop.
Luke's Best Idea Ever