We went to the Benton-Franklin County Fair at the end of August. The girls had a lot of fun. Ally and I got to pet a 6-day-old calf. A little boy also invited Ally to pet his chicken (Daddy likes to say it was an adult male chicken), but she declined that opportunity. The girl has her standards. Ally still talks about the sheared sheep that were wearing the spandex t-shirts. Cora wasn't quite sure what to make of all the large animals with their strange noises and smells, but she seemed to enjoy being carried everywhere. The most anticipated part of our excursion was probably the cotton candy. Ally frequently reminded us that we couldn't leave the fair without some. 
We had a private bus ride back to the car, and then the children and I chowed down on the fluffy blue goodness. Here's a picture full of post-consumption sweetness.Also in August, we went to a very-minor league baseball game with Chris' work. We saw our Tri-Cities Dust Devils take on the Boise Hawks (not as fun as the Everett AquaSox). I don't remember who won, but I do remember that Ally got freaked out by Dusty the mascot. She trembled in fear and hid behind Chris when we had to walk past him on our way out of the park.
The first weekend in September, we camped at Rimrock Lake with some friends. Because of the higher elevation (near White's Pass) it was a little chilly, but we snuggled under plenty of 
layers and a big wool blanket to keep warm. Cora and Ally love camping. It's a change of scenery AND they both get to sleep next to Mommy and Daddy all night long.The girls (minus Cora) went down to the lake with the Dads and threw rocks into the water. They were supposed to just stand on the shore, but somehow each girl managed to "accidentally" fall in and get wet. They had fun playing chase with Lobo the dog and looking for bottlecap treasures at the campsite. We also had a fire, cooked out, and roasted marshmallows for smores. Ally was a helpful friend and tried to give Ashlyn a boost as she attempted to climb the trees.
Cora turned 9 months old in September. She weighed in at 16 pounds, 8.5 ounces; height of 27 inches. She started crawling a week later, so we had to invest in a baby gate at the top of the stairs.
I stalled in purchasing one 'cause I didn't want to take away Ally's independence in running about the house. Apparently I neglected to factor in the independence of Ally's imaginary friends. Once the gate was installed, I had to stop what I was doing and open it each time Anna, Sally, or Ha-juana came over. That lasted a few days until Ally decided it would be quicker for her to just imaginarily reach down and pull her friends over the gate. Self-sufficiency was restored.We went to the HPM picnic for Chris' work. I don't remember much except that I forgot the camera and there was a blow-up bounce house/obstacle course that Ally liked. Some bigger kids were kind enough to help her over the wall and they were careful enough to not squash her, so she had fun. I guess I also remember NOT winning the Wii in the raffle. We walked away empty-handed but with full bellies.
Chris went to Albuquerque, NM for a conference. He tried to tell me what it was all about, but the name went on forever and so I kind of tuned him out. Here's a picture he took out his hotel window.
The last night he was gone, Ally got sick and spent the night throwing up on me. (She's only been sick with the pukes 3 times in her life, but I've always been the receiver.) We went through 2 sets of sheets, 3 sets of jammies, 4 blankets, and 5 towels. Fun times for me (and Ally too)! I was so glad when Daddy came home. He wasn't so glad when Ally passed the sickness onto both him and me. It was a memorable weekend.And that brings us to my birthday at the end of September, but I've already blogged that. I still need to find time to revisit the second half of July, and then I'm all caught up!
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