When we first had kids, it was my goal to document our family adventures so that we could look back on these years and have real, tangible memories/stories to share together. My memory is less than stellar, so documenting our life is the only hope I have of savoring these moments.
This interesting thing happened, however. Our first child came at the tail end of my first year of teaching, and only 10 1/2 months into our marriage. Fast forward seven months, and suddenly I was staring at another positive pregnancy test. In a blink, we had two in under a year and a half. I have simply been trying to catch my breath ever since.
Now that Eisley is a year, and Copeland two and a half, I finally feel like I can actually be productive again. The blinding fog is beginning to lift. Hallelujah!
Therefore, I have decided to embrace the #FBF (non hashtag users, that stands for flashback fridays) and dedicate the occasional Friday posts to memories of days past.
Because when my babies are no longer babies… I want to remember these hardest days of my life. Even in living through some hard momma days, I know the saying is oh so true.
These are the best days of my life.
…and I don’t want to miss a blessed thing.
…and remembering why this sweet little face was so excited is worth the time it takes to document it.
Our first Flashback Friday post is in honor of this beautiful Fall we are having. I love this time of year. The cool crisp air feels good in my lungs and does magical things to my soul.
We loved the idea of starting a family tradition of visiting a corn maze/pumpkin patch every year with the kids during the fall and decided 2014 would be the year to start.
We found a local farm that spends a significant amount of time on their amazing corn mazes as well as has a lot of other activities available such as a petting zoo, pig races, wagon ride, pumpkin patch, etc.
Eisley was only three weeks at the time, so she spent her day being worn by Mommy while Copeland explored.
This animal loving boy was in hog, or maybe goat, heaven. He loved feeding and petting the animals and could not wait to see what was in the next pen.
And this sweet face that I love so much. This face was during the pig races. Y’all, I don’t know a thing about how the races went. I simply could not get enough of him. There is something so special about watching the world through a toddler’s eyes.
The corn box was another favorite. He loved it so much that I half considered making one for our back yard. (Let’s be real… I only half considered. My sanity returned quickly.) We may have picked corn off of him for the next day or so but it was completely worth it.
We finished up our morning with pony rides. I know that these pictures don’t show a smiley, happy boy… but oh man. Copeland cried such huge tears when his turn was over that I am pretty sure I heard my heart break in two. We immediately let him ride again, but as anyone with a newborn knows… when the baby says it’s time to go, it’s time to go. With a little Daddy, and a little distraction, our boy did well saying goodbye to his furry friends as we left our first Farmland Adventures outing.
And thus was the beginning of our first fall tradition.
As an added perk, the pumpkins we picked from the pumpkin patch made for a pretty cute little photo session later on at our house. 😉