if only you could feel how hot it was . . .

Apple Hill Orchard

You know, every year we try and try to get the kids out to go pumpkin and apple picking, and this year, we finally did it! And wouldn't you know, it was a record-breaking 90 degrees outside, the hottest October day Ohio has seen in twenty-some years. The first stop at the farm was an Indian teepee, with a fire smoldering outside the tent. The smoke from the fire just fizzled in the air, there wasn't even a slight breeze to waft it gently around. So after we gasped our way through the tent, we thought pony rides would be fun - well, who wouldn't want to ride a sweaty pony?? The bees and mosquitos were everywhere, we were all dripping, so after 30 minutes, we popped into the market to grab some apple cider donuts, the best dang twizzlers you've ever seen, and LEFT. We didn't even bother going through the orchard to grab apples, the kids were whining, sweating, crying and begging for more water! Great fall family fun! ha ha ;) Let me just say how incredible those little donuts were - I felt bad for the ladies behind the counter churning out those hot little treats - but they sure tasted great! I'm not even going to say who polished down half the bag . . .

am I that old?!

I was feeling pretty good the other day - I'd just gotten a new shirt, and Tim said it made me look like I was 24 again, in a good way ha ha! (Like that's such a long way from 29??) Anyway, we have a step stool for the kids in their bathroom, and it belonged to me when I was small. It has my name carved on the top, and it's all scuffed and scratched up from years of use. So Claire, who's beginning to learn to read in school, is reading all of the letters, and realizes that it says Rebekah. So she asks me if the step stool was mine, and I said yes, and told her the story of how I got it, thinking - this is such a nice, nostalgic moment for us! So as I walk away feeling all warm and fuzzy, I hear Claire say to herself, "Wow, this thing is REALLY old!" So much for feeling 24 again.