How we spent our weekend---

Jumping in ball pits

Climbing up REALLY tall air ladders

Still climbing

Sliding down air slide

Sliding down other air slides

Going on hay rides

Getting pumpkins painted on our face

Longingly looking outside while dressed for church

Giving up but still looking dapper

Donning a tuxedo

Donning a cowboy hat and riding a fake pony

Checking out the ladies checking out the "Wrangler butt"

Winning trophies

Winning more trophies

Being crowned King and qualifying for the Nationals (which we will not be attending)

Rearranging the trophies to our liking

Climbing trees

Posing in said tree--looking like a hayseed

All in all we had a great weekend. Colton really enjoyed the Fall Festival. There were ball pits and bounce houses, free food and face painting and a hayride. He was pretty exhausted by the end of the day, as were Grammy and I. He went right to sleep at bedtime and I settled in to watch a very exciting night of football. About 10:30, I heard him fussing and then it turned into crying and saying "my momma." I let him fuss for a couple minutes but when it turned to crying, I went to see what was wrong because it is unusual for him to wake up at night. I patted his back and he was a little restless, rolling around in his bed. I left and he started crying again at 11:00. Same thing, I went in and patted his back and he quieted down. At 2:00, he was crying again. I loaded up the syringe with Advil thinking maybe he had a little headache or was sore from all his playing that day (he took a header going over one wall once and landed awkwardly a couple times). The second I walked in, he would stop crying. I gave him the Advil and covered him back up and went back to bed. I didn't hear from him again until 7:15 and he was his usual happy self.