I often think about how much I love where I live. Western Washington State is one of the most beautiful parts of the world, and Skagit County is home to amazing natural beauty and abundant agriculture. We don’t eat out a lot, and we don’t go to the movies, but we do go biking, running, and exploring all around us.
I yelled, “Charles! You’re King of the Mountain!” and then some kid came over and tried to push him off. Whoops.
This past weekend was the Festival of Family Farms, an annual event for which local farms open their gates and invite the public inside. We couldn’t visit all of the farms if we tried, but we set off on Saturday under clear, sunny skies and visited two. We plan to visit another next weekend to pick pumpkins.
We visited a berry/pumpkin/other fruit and veggie farm as well as a dairy. One had tires and swings, the other had cows and tractors. And ice cream, so I think the dairy was the winner.
And free milk!
And face painting, so Jamie got a yellow spider and Charles got Spider-Man.
I got to pet the calves, you guys! One of them nuzzled me! Oh! I wanted to take it home!
It was a busy weekend outside of the farm visits. On Saturday morning, Jamie and I went to Baby Boot Camp while Charles and Tony went to T-Ball. Tony and I went to an auction Saturday night.
I wore my Grandma Lorna’s fur stole… it’s at least twice as old as I am, if not more.
We looked good.
Sunday we went to church, watched the football game, went to the Y for Bitty Open Gym, I went grocery shopping (ah, a mother: someone who sees a chore she does alone as a “break”), I went on a run while Charles rode his bike, we made dinner, and we had a dance party. We are not slouches.
This guy learned how to pedal!
There is so much in this amazing world to see and do. How fortunate we are that our backyards, so to speak, are so full of life and excitement. Oh, how important it is to get off our duffs and go experience it.
On a hay ride
It was a busy weekend, and we all went to bed early last night. For once, I am in more than just a few of the photos (evidence I exist, hooray!). My favorite photo of the whole weekend, however, is this one:
They hold hands in the car all the time. It’s heart-melting.
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My heart just melted with the hand-holding photo <3
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