Memories of October: Joey Style

Our little Joey started crawling this month. It was so cute. He just got high on his hands and knees and took off, slowly, but very accurate. I like to call it a "mature crawl."
On our trip to the lake, he only tolerated the lifejacket long enough to zip across the lake and find some sand. We took him to a BYU game where he settled himself under our feet for a while to take a nap. He didn't love it.
For Halloween he was a pre-manufactured Tigger. He stayed home with me to answer the door. We handed out somewhere between 50-100 pieces of candy. Pretty slow for this neighborhood. We expected a lot more. He is still the happiest baby ever.