Fall Time

I love the fall, the house smells all apple cinnamony and I start preparing to hibernate. Last weekend when mom was here we took her to a local farm and had a blast. We rode a horse drawn wagon through the orchard, visited a petting zoo, explored the corn maze and walked around all the craft booths set up. We may have also purchased apple cider doughnuts and a pumpkin roll, I will never tell.

We're enjoying our new schedule, the girls are having so much fun at school. Every afternoon when they get home I have some kind of activity planned. Yesterday I gave them a bunch of paper, stickers and envelopes and they wrote letters. Today we are going to gather different items to stamp on paper (thread spools, buttons...), we also plan to make pumpkin playdoh soon.

Jack is growing like crazy. I've started to put my 2 month old boy into a few 3-6 month outfits! He is starting to smile more and more and is sleeping like a champ in his crib at night. Love these kids of mine, love this job of mine!

One More

This one is great too. Cant remember exactly but I think this came from odeedoh.

You might see this in Jack's big boy room :) Better start collecting some good wooden trains and such!

Pitter Pat

This photo makes my heart beat a little faster.

credit ABCD Designs

School Days

We made it, we made it through a summer that was a little hard. Usually our summers are filled with long days at the pool, play dates at the park and afternoons spent in the back yard spread out on a big quilt surrounded by our picnic basket, an art tablet and various supplies. Not so much this summer, the heat didn't combine well with being so very pregnant and I admit that I was a grumpy pregnant momma. My Mommy Guilt has been at an all time high but we made it though and managed to have some fun in the process.

Today is the first day of school. The girls were so excited and I was excited too. I was looking forward to a clean house and some sweet sweet quiet. First day jitters were present for all of us. I kissed the palm of each of my little ladies and told them when they missed me to just put their hand to their cheek and that would be me kissing them.

It's just Jack and me home now. It's so very very nice and quiet. I walked through the house picking up little toys and went to put them in their rooms. I walked into Kendall's room and was hit, hit by her scent. The smell of bubble gum chap stick, baby shampoo and the smell from outside--you know that smell of cut grass that little kids somehow absorb into their skin while the wind blows through their hair during rides on a Dora bike with training wheels. That smell hit me like a ton of bricks and suddenly the house was too quiet and I had tears in my eyes. Suddenly all those messes were glimpses of them that I wasn't so very anxious to clear out. The sticky handprints on the front door, the brown dirt footprints on the white bathroom stools, and the crumbs, oh the crumbs...maybe they can go.

I think I should have had them kiss my palm too.