Last weekend we loaded up and head to my hometown. I don’t have many pictures as we were busy making memories. We went to a fall festival where I learned Ian loves bouncy castles and doesn’t like snow cones. Then there was a birthday party where Ian threw a fit before we got in the door. Once he got over it, we had some pizza and fun. Then not enough time with Pop and Nonnie. Ian is still talking about Nonnie blowing bubbles in the house. What was suppose to be a quick stop off to see Aunt Cindy turned into an afternoon playing with cousins. Where Ian learned how to swing on a rope swing and got a little dirty. Over all it was a great weekend, I miss my family. I wish we could see them more often.