One of the most important reasons I blog is to record the memories that we are making so that one day ...
they'll know how much we loved them.
Some of the toys from thirty years ago are being seen through new eyes.
The last few days we've held cousin camp at the farm.
Little Miss Muffet came for 4 hours only. . .
and then wanted her mommy.
At five months old .. .I'd say she put in a exemplary effort.
Next year. . .she'll be waving good bye and not look back with the rest of them.
Generally speaking. ..Wednesday and Thursdays are our days to do what we please.
Farm help arrives to do the basic chores and so we often make one of the days our date day.
This week . ..
we indulged in some
with the wee ones.
At seventeen months old Kanneloni Macaroni has very little to say for herself and yet says surprisingly many things with very few words.
She did not spend all day in her jammies. ..though she wouldn't have minded one bit.
She is most often found asking for her gauze blankie which she wears as a shawl.
Her baby bassinet is over one shoulder and she busies herself rearranging decorations.
At three years old .. .the Lil' farm hand and Grandgirlie. . .
enjoy doing all the same things.
We spent several hours each day outside. . .
wandering about. . .
checking things in the barn. .
and generally working towards exhaustion for naps and good appetites for lunch.
Lunch is fresh eggs from the barn. .
Last evening when the last two left with Omi and Opa for the second leg of their Christmas holidays. .
we took our time. .
putting away the toys.
We laughed at all the antics. . .the emerging personalities. . .
and the memories that we made.
Today. . .we are getting ready for more celebrating.
Christmas is still not over. . .
we are looking forward to the next 48 hours. .
with family .. .
and good friends.
all for now. .