hearts and roses
Mind Reader
I woke up crying Sunday morning at 6AM. I am NEVER up earlier than 8:30-9AM on Sat/Sun. Yesterday was apple picking day and my family was nowhere around me. H had to work on the addition, difficult child is now at her dad's and easy child is in VA working hard on her extern. I was resigned to going alone. Instead I went with a friend. I know for some, apple picking may not seem like a 'holiday' but around here it's been quite a family tradition! We have these two other large kids (teens) that hang at our house all the time and they usually come along. After picking giant bags of apples, we load up on cider donuts and fresh squeezed apple cider. It's an event and lots of fun. One year, there were 7 of us and I was so filled with joy that I cried - I know, call me a big sissy mama, I don't care. So, yesterday was my first time apple picking without my kids, all of them, and it made me sad. But I survived it.
<span style="color: #FF6600">Next up: difficult child's birthday, then pumpkin picking for Halloween - my favorite all time holiday!</span>
<span style="color: #FF6600">Next up: difficult child's birthday, then pumpkin picking for Halloween - my favorite all time holiday!</span>