My big boy Julian



Last week my step-daughter and her husband and my grand-babies arrived for their annual fall visit. Christy grew up in Cleveland and now lives in the south. She misses the colors and smells of fall in the midwest and each year she makes a pilgrimage here for a visit and to re-connect with what fall really means for her. For us it means the crispness of the air, the raking of the leaves, the burning of the leaves, carving pumpkins, making pies, and spending time watching the children play and enjoy new experiences. This trip Julian (above) and his big sis, Ella, got to pet a giraffe, rode on a camel, played in a maze of straw, and feed carrots to llamas, goats, exotic birds, and various other animals at the pumpkin farm. The wonderment in their eyes was worth getting up early and driving forty minutes and walk around the place. We had a great time. The rest of the weekend was spent carving pumpkins, making a pie, watching football and all those fall activities!
More pics to come.
And a note to Ella and Julian, I miss you already and wish you could move to Illinois and we could spend much more time together. (whisper in your parents ears at night ok?)
Love, Nana