My Peter Pan?

So in the car today out of nowhere Dylan starts crying.
I ask what is wrong.
He starts warbling that he doesn't want to be a grown up.
I ask what he is talking about.
He says because I have hair on my arms that means I'm turning into a big man and I just wanna be a big kid.
I tell him it's okay, he's still a big kid.

But seriously, what the heck? This is too funny to me.

oh and here's pumpkin number 2. Dylan wanted a scary one too.

Finally I have pictures...

I got a new camera for my birthday. My last one died about a month after my warranty ran out. It's the Nikon Coolpix and I'm pretty happy with it.

So as Halloween is drawing closer, it's also finally PUMPKIN TIME!A bit blurry as it is night time in this photo. This one is Dylan's pumpkin. It is supposed to be his tongue sticking out which is what Dylan wanted. I think him and the pumpkin are adorable.

We took Dylan to Lane Packing where they had a pumpkin patch, corn maze, and hay ride. Dylan didn't understand the fun that we would have and didn't want to go at first. He only wanted to go after hearing about the hay ride. I think he was thinking it would be like a rollercoaster ride, but whatever, it got him wanting to go ya know?
Here is the real pumpkin patch. Most of the good pumpkins had already been picked over, but Dylan had fun trying to find a good one anyways. We got ours from Walmart instead, oh well.
Then came the corn maze. It was a lot bigger/longer than I expected. This is what it looks like from the sky...
We were smart and used a map.
Dylan claimed to know the way the entire time. This is what he does when he has to think. I swear he should be an actor. He was also letting us know we were looking for monster heads. No idea where that one came from. Any footprints he saw were clues.
Then came the hayride...
Dylan thought the farmer man driving the tractor was the coolest. It took us around the corn maze, through the pecan orchards, and along a country dirt road. The rumblin' and bumblin' of the ride was making Sam go crazy inside me. Dylan was a bit worried the farmer man was going to get lost since he didn't have a map. We pretty much had the hay ride to ourselves except for 2 other kids with their uncle.Self Family Portrait! As you can tell, my allergies were really starting to get to me by this point.

Dylan-isms

I just don't want to forget some of these...

to = for, for = to
i wish to a dolphin
catch me as you can
im being have

more later...

and yes, posts without pictures suck. i'm aware.

edit to add:
cootie= cutie

edit to add:
NASTIA
I can't believe I almost forgot this one. During the olympics one of the gymnastiques girls was named Nastia. We started saying her name instead of nasty. Dylan caught on. Nastia is only reserved for especially nasty things.

Mr. Jenkins, Old Man Jenkins--I think it's a combo from Spongebob and this visiting Awanas instructor

Tartar sauce
What the kelp
Number 2 pencil=best friend/girlfriend :)
You're my favorite deputy
I'm a merrrrrmaid
It's my lifes' dream
Tomtomb=Spongebob

Arms

Can someone explain to me why action figure toys of now-a-days arms are detachable? I don't remember this as a kid. I played with my fair share of ninja turtles, hulk hogans, and he-mans. That was the good part of action figures compared to barbies. No matter what, your barbies head would come off and never go back on that white ball thing. I have 3 Jack Sparrows at the moment all missing something.

The sign...

So while closing up at work last night, I notice the owner puts up the Help Wanted sign on the door. She was in a bad mood, so I figured I would get the scoop on what's up with that today at work. Well, come to find out my manager has found a better job. I am soooo happy for him, but I don't want him to go. He's the person I look forward to working with the most. It's like losing a friend.

I don't think I will get my day time manager job now. I think I will stay on as night shift lead, but unofficially be the night manager with no perks. I don't want to be full time working nights. I'll never see my son with him at day care as Cliff is back on day shift in a week or so. So now that has me re-considering the whole daycare thing too. Gah! I almost wish I had never talked to the owner about all of this now. We'll see how it all plays out I suppose.

Well on to some happiness!
While letting Cliff sleep in, I realize that it is payday! So I bought this:

I'm thinking Cliff's gonna be a little pissy about it, but oh well. Eventually I'd LOVE for our kitchen to be all done out in black, green, and a small accent of red (but not so much that it is Christmas-y). I want to do a whole little line on the long empty wall of little prints and plates, double or triple stacked of pretty stuff all smushed together. I still want this one too:
I know the style is completely different, but I'm okay with that. Depending on how my paypal account looks at the end of next week, I think I may go for it. I think I neeeeeed to, because, damnit, there ain't one picture hanging in this entire house. A key rack does NOT count.

Oh my, no soy milk = end of world

drawn by Melissa Dow Illustrations

Why do the crazy ones have to come in to work the moment I clock in? This old lady was screaming and cussing because we ran out of soy milk for her drink. No one recognized her as a regular, but apparently it has happened the last 2 times she has came. We are never out of soy milk, so I'm like wth? But seeing her go on for about 14 minutes non-stop was enough for me to hide behind the machines. I'm totally not even exaggerating like I usually do. I don't know how manager dude just stood there politely for so long with her screaming. I think I would have ended up crying. Add a hat on this drawing and the woman seriously looks just like her.

A dog?

My Cali ran away a few months ago. She only went outside to pee. The last time I saw her she was scaling the neighbor's fence. The most she was ever outside was maybe 2 hours max.

She was the ultimate cat, probably because she acted like a dog. She would even fetch. We already have a dog, he's a big yellow lab. I can't really cuddle with him and he's definitely Cliff's buddy. Princess, aka Prin Prin, is your typical snobby cat. She's not evil and I love her, but ehhh. It's been a while and I have an empty feeling inside, so I've been on a small dog search in hopes to somewhat fill Cali's missing spot. Ya know, a lap dog. I've been looking every 3 days or so on petfinder.com for new dogs at the local pound. One little fella has been grabbing my attention every time.

He's not a puppy, but I think that's best for us right now with Dylan being a toddler and me working again. He's just waking up in this photo, so I'm thinking his disposition isn't as shy and skittish as this photo makes him look. He's half airedale terrier and half wheaten terrier. So at 10 am, I will be going to the pound to check him out and hopefully bring him home. I've already named him Wilson. I sooo hope he's good to go to be my buddy.