Ryan's New Baby....ohhh, isn't it cute?

Does anyone want to know what this is a picture of? Come on.....you know what that looks like. I'll give you a hint.....think orange and spooky. Yep, a pumpkin.

Not just any pumpkin mind you. This "little" guy is a mere 3 weeks old. THREE WEEKS old. I don't know if you can really get a feel for the size....maybe you can see my hand at the edge of the picture. Not grotesquely huge by any means....yet. Now for those of you who aren't in the pumpkin raising field, let me tell you a little something. There are still, oh, 8 weeks left till Halloween. That means there are 8 weeks left to water and care for and GROW. We have a massive pumpkin. Our last "massive" pumpkin was this size at the end of October. Meaning it was full grown and orange and not going to get any bigger and it was still the biggest in the neighborhood.

But alas, this is no surprise to us. My husband is crazy. He planted this seed knowing full well that what he was planting was not your typical pumpkin. The seed came from some giant contest winning pumpkin. The average size for the pumpkins coming from these seeds is only 500 pounds. (Did I mention my husband is crazy?? Just making sure because I've also caught him feeding his "baby" plant food on a consistent basis just to make sure it grows enormous)

So, now we have a giant pumpkin growing. Where do you ask? Maybe in the back yard where we can care for it in the privacy of our own home. Oh, no. Smack dab in the front of my house. Because what would we do if our pumpkin really did grow to 500 pounds? How would we ever move a gigantic pumpkin to the front of the house for Halloween? Well, I can tell you I sure wasn't going to be picking up that sucker. So Ryan decided the only option was to disregard our Home Owner's Association and plant it in prime view (meaning right where the whole world can watch the freakish plant grow.) So far no complaints from the neighbors. I'm guessing maybe around the 200 pound mark we may start hearing from some. I can't very well hide it. I'm not really sure what it weighs right now but I do know that it isn't unusual for these things to grow 6 pounds a day. Yep, folks you read that right. 6 whoppin' pounds a day. And I thought puppies grew fast.

Baseball Buddies...

On Wednesday, I made the trip down to San Francisco with the family so that we could go to a Giants baseball game. Ryan got tickets from work so the whole family went. I do believe the whole goal was to go to a baseball game with Kyson so that we could get some good use out of the Giants paraphernalia that we got when Kyson was born. In fact, the original plan did not even include any females (meaning daughters and wife) until I reminded Ryan that Kyson would probably get hungry some time during the game. Isn't that nice?? (Did I mention that we own about 10 Giants outfits in Kyson's size? Ryan let it be known that Kyson would be a Giants fan, so after Kyson was born we got plenty of orange and black to start our son out with!) Anyway, we actually had pretty good seats and were really close. The bad part was we were so close that we weren't really elevated. Which meant the girls couldn't see over the heads of the people in front of us. Which meant Kendri entertained herself by talking to the people in front of us. Which meant everyone knew who we were. The girls actually did pretty good for most of the game. By the 6th inning, I found out there was a kid-zone with a slide and small baseball diamond for the girls to play on so off we went. We left a little early (top of the 8th) but the game was over by the time we actually made it to the car. We stayed in a motel for the night where Kendri proceeded to play and keep the rest of us awake until 1 in the morning. Fun, fun, fun! Then I got up in the morning and loaded the car and drove home. Ryan, obviously, was at work. Overall, we had a pretty good time. As you can see in the pictures, Ryan loved every minute of it with his Giants baby!