Pictures From the Weekend

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I did surprise Tim with a small party on his birthday. We had a ton of fun playing games with friends and family. While no one had confirmed that they were coming, we had a nice little group and he was surprised. I couldn't believe that I actually pulled it off. Here are some pictures from the party.



We took Natalie to the mall to get her picture taken, and it was a near disaster. We finally got some decent shots when the photographer found a rocking horse. She was scared and then stubborn, but we finally got some. Afterwards we played in the play area. Here are some pictures of that.



Of course, with it being fall we had to go to the apple orchard. Here are some pictures from that. Natalie loved it, but she wasn't impressed with how sticky her fingers got from the doughnut. And, for some reason, she is terrified of pumpkins!



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Anonymous said…
It looks like Tim had a great birthday! I love all of your pictures. Natalie sure is getting big. This is a good way to keep track of each others lives. Come and visit my blog.
Love Mary
October 9, 2007 at 8:52 AM
Unknown said…
What adorable pictures! WE are planning to take Riley to a pumpkin patch next week. Should be a fun time! Take care!
Laura Graham
October 10, 2007 at 9:52 AM
The Harrisons said…
Ha ha ha - I love the pic with the pumpkins. That is so funny that she is afraid of them . My sister was afraid of the ice-cream truck :-) Looks like you guys had a great time!
October 11, 2007 at 1:14 PM
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