Sunday, October 9, 2011

Little Farmer with the Kids :)


I decided to return to my hometown of FDL for 24 hours with the kids.

I packed everyone into one suitcase with plans to go to the Little Farmer.

The last time I went to there was when Zoe was little, nearly 10 tens ago. I was long past due for a visit.

It's the best place in the area to go for pumpkins and carmel apples! I went there growing up, as did my husband. (I actually always got pumpkins from my uncle's and aunt's farm though)

I made last minute plans with the Grandparents, sadly Grandpa S was MIA up at the Lakehouse. You were missed Grandpa! The first thing the twins said to Grandma was, "Grandpa???"
I think the entire town was visiting on the same day. It was BUSY!

What a beautiful day it was, actually quite hot. I was glad that none of the kids got sunburnt.

The day was fun-filled with adventure for the kids. So much to do!

The boys weren't sure about feeding the goats, but they caught on fast.


And we played and explored. Castiel was so brave and tried everything. He had to climb everything, walk through everything and balance across everything.

The kids patiently waited and played while we waited a half hour for a hayride. But the closer we got, the harder it was for the twins to not walk toward the tractor. They waved at all the lucky people who rode away before us.



Emmitt doesn't do well in the heat and I messed up his naptime. He did get a second wind, but before that kicked in, we dealt with a little of this.

And we tried to pose for cute pics. (When you can't pick out a photo that they all cooperate in, might as well pick one that none of them do  :)  except Cam posing in the middle)

My favorite picture of the day  :)


We also enjoyed carmel apples, but my fingers were too sticky to take pictures  :)

And I did get in a little trouble for not bringing any home for KC . . . oops  :)

Great day, great family, great place . . . I won't wait as long to visit again!



Friday, October 7, 2011

Zoe Up A Tree :)

Since Aunt Tracy demands to know . . .


Of course she's reading, it's Zoe  :)  She's reading the second Harry Potter book, and she doesn't want to put it down. She might just finish the whole series this month. My father will be so proud  :)

And when the rest of the kids came out and started making too much noise.

She found a different tree . . . further away  :)


Love my Zoe  <3

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Guess What's Going on in This Picture???

I saw her from in the house. She wasn't actively climbing, just hanging in the tree. So I went out to investigate . . .


All I can say is . . . Only My Zoe!!!

Monday, October 3, 2011

Blankey Baby!!!

I don't think that I had any kind of security blanket as a child, but I know that my husband did until it was falling apart at the seams.

Zoe had a stuffed dog that she named "Rags". She was never completely attached to him. If he went missing for a while, it didn't bother her. She just liked having him around.

Audrey and Cameron were never attached to anything.

Then there is Emmitt. He has claimed a blue and brown polka dotted blanket. The funny thing is, as babies I always wrapped Castiel up in it.

He started grabbing it from the laundry pile months ago and I let him have it. Then he started asking for it when I layed him in bed and I gave it to him. Now he has a grip on it when I take him out of bed and I let him carry it around.

Now he doesn't like other people using it, otherwise he will fight them for it.

This is what happened this weekend when I decided to wash it.








You can almost hear the pleading in the pictures :)

We went down by the lake and fed the fish for a bit and he forgot all about it.

As soon as we got back, he stood infront of the dryer and asked for it.

Then he preceded to drag his freshly clean, still warm blanket around the kitchen floor  :)

 
Whatever puts a big smile across that face, makes me happy  :)

Funny thing, Castiel wants to do everything his brother does. So sometimes, he chooses to have a blankey too  :)  As long as he doesn't choose his brothers, he'll be okay . . .