Homemade Snickerdoodle cookies...perfect Autumn food :)
Here's our picnic. I love our life
This sweet little boy loves bread. There is nothing he loves more than a good piece of bread. And that's one of the things I love most about him...the simple things in life are the ones that bring him such joy.
Apple cider of course
Aren't they so precious? Don't you love the little waterfall behind them?
This is what usually happens at the end of a photo shoot...it's how I know they are fed up with having their pictures taken
Here's my big guy. It amazes me how big he is getting. 4T? Are you kidding me? What happened to 18 months clothing?
My little girl. She looks so big to me! I know that someday I will look at her someday and think "my little girl!" but right now she looks so grown up to me!
I love this series of photos... "hey where's Cal?" "hey where's Em?"
"There you are! Get over here!"
I love these Dahlias! So cute! The kids called them apple flowers which is so true...they really do look like apples!
Here are the two of us...we are usually just in the background of the fun, watching to see what the kiddos are doing. How they will surprise us with their magnificence. Watching them running around and chasing one another, and laughing, and laughing, I couldn't help but notice tears in my eyes. The time will be gone before we know it and I cherish the days where the sun is shining, the weather has a bite of cool in the air, and we have the time to watch, to laugh, and to cherish our family.
Yesterday was the first day of Fall. We celebrated with our picnic of Panera, cider, and Snickerdoodles. Afterwards Momma got some pictures and then we toured the mill in the background of the picture above. We do this every year and it is one of my favorite things to do! The children were fascinated with it and every year we notice something different about it. I may have forgotten to mention this but it is actually a working mill! We buy our stuff from there. Today I needed cornmeal so that's what we got. There's something really special about the millstone's grinding the wheat into flour right in front of your eyes, placing your order, then the man gets a bag out, scoops it up out of the freshly ground bin right next to the millstone, weighing it on the ancient scale, and then tying it closed with a piece of twine. The kids really understand where things come from when we watch it being made!
After this we went to pick apples. But those pictures are for another post... :)