Hunt for the Lost October

October was a month full of good times-- good times that I was too busy and/or lazy to write about.  Good times that even now are slowly slipping from my memory and will be completely gone about 2 years from now.  In a feeble attempt to preserve something of the month in the annals of history, I now present you with a brief picture montage entitled "October-- The Forgotten Month."

The fruits of our labors in the garden.  Ty referred to it as our "pumpkin patch."
 

 

Aunt Cambrie came to Utah for a visit, and the boys had lots of fun playing with their cousins!

 We took Benjamin to a BYU football game with Grandpa Dastrup.  My fledgling fanhood was seriously strained when I saw the ticket prices!

 Jacob strutted his stuff during his school's Halloween parade.

We took a quick trip to Zion National Park over UEA weekend.  Grandma and Grandpa Dastrup joined us along with cousins Anna, Michael, and Sarah, and it was a PARTY.  Ty was a serious hiker!  There were many tears when it was time to go home.

 Halloween-- Benjamin the army dude, Jacob the Thomas train, and Ty the dog who hated his ears.  This year Jacob realized that the bags everyone was hauling around had candy in them, and after that he did not hesitate to help himself to the nearest bag whenever the candy in his mouth was running low.

 We said goodbye to the new TV that Ty took out with a well-aimed projectile sippy cup.

Hopefully this abbreviated post will help help trigger some of those lost neural pathways when I'm reading this ten years from now!