Coby turned 9 years old on October 8th. He had a football party and all the boys played flag football in the culdesac. He is in the middle opening presents.
This was the first year I let Chance go trick-or-treating with a friend. We missed him. He went with his friend, Zach.
Coby was a dead motorcycle guy thingy??? and Gunnar was Jack Sparrow. I thought Gunnar was going to get tired and want to go home early but he was a trooper and stayed the entire time. I was worried that the boys would be cold so I bundled them up so much that they were, literally, sweating. I had to take a couple of layers off. Oops!!

This year Chance and Coby tried to pick the largest pumpkins they could find. I told them as long as they could carry them they could get them. They huffed and puffed all the way to the car.
Gunnar decided to go with a little one. Thank goodness!




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