The smell of fall is in the air, finally, and I adore everything that comes with that delicious smell. The last couple of years the annual hayride at Grammy and Pappa's house has been not so annual, canceled due to weather, but this year was different. We got there before everyone else, because the kids couldn't wait to get their feet a bouncing in the bounce house. Just the smell of the bonfires burning and seeing the hayride got even me excited for the season. You see the hayride means it's almost Thanksgiving and then the holidays have begun for our family and we set flight on the world wind of activities that follows.


Of course Mikyla couldn't wait for Aubrey to get there, and once she was they were thick as thieves, two peas in a pod. I don't think I saw one seperated from the other all night. It warms my heart that she has someone so close to her. I didn't see Aidan much, he spent most of the night in the bounce house with the other boys wrestling. He did make it out for the hayride, of course and he cracked me up because he was determined to roast his own hotdog for dinner. It took much longer than I thought to accomplish this task, I don't know if any hotdogs fell in the fire in the process, (he's not telling); but he did it himself and was very proud! Ethan bounced his little heart out and when he wasn't in the bounce house he stuck pretty close to my side, which is fine with me. And At the end of the night who were the last people in the bounce house? Ethan and Aidan, bouncing as high as they could, my only thought was that they were going to sleep well that night.
Amanda and John came to visit and got to experience their first hayride. It was a good time and filled me up with gooshiness because I knew the memories that my kids were making with all our friends and family. And so...now let the holidays begin! Bring on the food, the family and cousins, the fun...and did I mention food?!