Mom's Letters: Fall at the Farm

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Fall at the Farm

We went to Schnepf Farms this weekend. LOVING the fall weather! I think it was a high of 78 that day, amazing. Lots of fun miniature golfing, picking out and painting our pumpkins (we like little), riding rides, eating hot dogs and kettle corn, and enjoying the feeling of FALL! Yay!

4 comments:

Anonymous said...: Those pictures are priceless. Shnepf farms is so much fun -- i wish i could have been there. you guys have the CUTEST family. miss you so much!; October 14, 2008 at 10:04 PM
DeeDee said...: A-D-O-R-A-B-L-E! call me. xo; October 15, 2008 at 5:14 PM
Dana Christensen said...: 78 degrees?! Why did I ever leave AZ...? :); October 17, 2008 at 10:53 PM
natalie said...: it was 72 here today and we were loving it! hopefully it will be great weather next weekend--can't WAIT to see you guys and spend time some time! your kids are darling--way to celebrate the season...i love fall. love you guys...nat; October 18, 2008 at 8:50 PM

Mom's Favorite Quotes

I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley

"The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make....I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less."

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Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Fall at the Farm

4 comments: