October 20, 2010
Is there such a thing as The Perfect Autumn? Because I'm pretty sure that's what we've been having in these past couple of months. Not too hot, not too cold, not too rainy, brilliant colors and just joy to breathe in whenever we go outside. If it was up to me, I'd have 5 months of autumn and 5 months of spring (with one month left for snowy winter and one month for summer), when I could wake up every day and see just a little bit of change in the trees, air, sunlight. That's why I love spring and autumn so much - everything changes, yet manages to stay beautiful and exciting.
Mark had to go to a conference mid-October for three days, and I barely made it through a 24 hour period of parenting 4 cranky (serious understatement) kids who just happened to all get colds right before Mark left. Luckily, his mom came to help us out for the remaining couple of days. Which was a good thing for many reasons, particularly because she got to witness what our car rides with Ivy are really like, how long she can scream in the car, how crazy my hormones make me when she screams and why we have to stop 2-4 times whenever we go to visit them at the farm.
But all that and other 'moments' aside, we had good time at the pumpkin patch. I'm pretty sure we did, because I didn't find any photos of kids crying or running away, although I seem to vaguely recall something like that happening half a dozen times. It's probably just me imagining things with my brain half asleep.