
Happy Birthday!!!
Hope you got to steal the remote.
Borrow a friend's bed to play.
Got to relax with a good book (aka TIvoed royal wedding).
Played with old friends.
Got all jazzed up....
And had a fun Birthday!!!
Love,Baby Westin

Oh, there have been so many instances, where the 'Parents of the Year' distinction would have been very apt, perhaps this was not one of them. Because, as you can see, he DID eat the whole cupcake.
Shockingly and surprisingly , a cupcake at 7:00pm is most certainly NOT conducive to a good night's sleep...for anyone. Westin, however, was not complaining. Westin was happy happy pants,
And needed to be completely hosed off.
The little Monkey had tons of fun pushing on pooh's nose. Noni helped Westin open a couple of really cool presents.
Westin got a little sailboat that he can pull around. This came with plush figures Wink, Blink and Nod...these find their way around the room and often on Copper's dog bed. Westin uses the sailboat to tote blocks and his Elmo phone. It is official; Westin can empty as well as he can fill and put away! He also tried to stack today...but that will be another post at some point. Westin has found that the sailboat can launch nicely across the room...why pull, when you can throw?
Westin also got a 'Follow Me Fred', which moves on its own and can follow you. This was both fascinating and terrifying. Luckily, Noni was there to make it all better.
Also happy to report that Westin and Fred have made peace and are happy little play friends.
We also celebrated Noni's 60th B'day. Dalen cooked an amazing meal and we had some wonderful cake from Monica's. Westin enjoyed some cake...just a little sliver, but enough to pitch a royal fit, when Dalen took it away, so Noni and Aunt Shannon had to calm him down. 


Tough night all around, right?? We really appreciate Noni and Aunt Shannon making the trip--it's true: it is easier to get to South Dakota than Montana. That's good news for everyone!
Well it's been a busy couple of weeks. We have been to Omaha, but Westin decided it's more fun being a monkey than seeing one in a zoo
(okay, technically he saw an ape, but you know what I am saying). 
We have been enjoying Saturday Game Days. I don't know how you get ready for the Big Game, but Westin and Dalen gear up for the game playing the bongos.
Whatever works; those Auburn Tigers are on fire! War Eagle!
We did more waiting than handing out treats and eventually got chilly. Halloween's in Hamilton were truly magical, and this Halloween in Vermillion was underwhelming. Maybe it was off because it is a Sunday night. Who knows. But by 7:30 pm, Westin decided that he was done with Halloween. So we came back inside to play, and low and behold, he pulled himself up for the very first time!
I know pretty spooky.
Hope that you had an excellent Halloween too!
I guess you know who won that battle. A hardwood floor really lacks any give for a young tot trying his feet for the first time. What happened? Dada was pulling some clothes out of the dresser, and Westin thought, 'Hey why don't I stand up?!". So, he did. And everything was great, until the little Bean let go and did a full face plant on the floor. When I walked in for lunch, Westin was crying hysterically and Dada looked white as a sheet. My Baby had a swollen nose that was a little bloody and a bump over his left eye. I admit that I had a moment when I cried with my Baby. Did we want to take him to the Emergency Room? Um, YEAH! We are first time parents and so far, this is the most traumatic injury that WestinBean has suffered. After reading the baby book on what to look for for 'traumatic brain injury' (cue the snickering from more seasoned parents), we decided that we were probably overreacting. In the end, Westin, of course, is fine
...and for the record, two days later, so are Mama and Dada. :)
Happy Native American Day! I know that most of you spent the day as Columbus Day, but not here in South Dakota. They legally changed the day to Native American Day!
a riding lawn mower-pulled train,
a veritable petting zoo, hay rides,
ponies that you could ride, ducks and geese to feed, and plenty of pumpkins.
It was worth the drive and are plotting next year's adventure. We are anticipating that Westin will be all over Halloween next year. His Halloween outfit is purchased and delivered. Stay tuned for the reveal!
It was a big weekend! It marked our first Dakota Days, aka, D-Days inVermillion. We have been hearing about D-Days since we moved in. Basically it is a week long celebration for USD's Homecoming. I don't know how the game turned out yesterday, but the Parade was a lot of fun (even though it was chilly, bright and during Westin's naptime).
We bundled up yesterday morning and went for the first hour. Yes, first hour.
We honestly thought the parade was done, then we saw the second wave coming down the street. There are floats and politicians and strange community organizations (ie The Oriental Band..I don't have a picture because they had large swords and lots of musical equipment, so you will have to take my word), and a lot of fun. Hamilton would have parades, but this was the happiest that we had ever been too. You couldn't tell which party the Politicians belonged to, so you could actually meet the people and figure out if you like them. That was refreshing.
No longer can we set him down with toys and expect him to be in the same place, not even for a second. This is in sharp contrast from a week ago. He was getting around, but in the past week, he has mastered speed, and the ability to hone into where he shouldn't be (ie wall outlets). He has two modes of transit: the tripod crawl,
and the belly slide.
The belly slide is fastest, but the tripod allows the most versatility. CopperDog does not know what to think about Westin's new skills. Copper used to be able to sit just out of reach..well those days are over!
Over the past couple of weeks he has also discovered his shadow.
This morning, he was particularly interested in it and was singing it a song.
Westin's top reads for the week (in order): That's not my teddy..., The very hungry catepillar, and That's not my plane.