He is here! Bergen, my little bother, arrived one week ago!
This is the first time I saw him.
I gave him my necklace. Then I took it back.
I like to hold him. For a second. Then I'm over it.
He cries. I tell him to stop.
He doesn't do much yet.
But, he is the cutest baby I've ever seen.
I love that he has joined our family.
Bergen, thanks for making me a big sister. I love you!
We went to Vail this week. We seem to go there fairly regularly! This was the first time I toured it by sled, though. I highly recommend it.
Oh, but you need to have an awesome sled, and one of these to pull you around on that awesome sled:
That is a giant snowflake!
I love Vail. And my sled. And snow. And my mom.
That white stuff is back! Twizzle and I are so happy. I don’t understand why mom and dad aren’t as thrilled.
You can eat it, and you get to wear adorable snow hats. What is there not to like? Hooray snowy white stuff!
Carrots grow in the ground. Did you know that?
You have to dig them up.
Then you pull off the tops.
And, you don’t eat them until you’ve washed them. At least, not while mom is looking.
Those are the steps for harvesting carrots. Oh, the final and most important step is to eat them. While hopping like a bunny.
Mom says little bother will be here soon.
Mom, Grandma and I went to a party last week where little bother got a lot of presents. It was okay because I did, too.
Also, there were cupcakes.
So far, this little bother thing is working to my favor.
I’m looking forward to meeting him, though.
I think.
Mom took me to a farm again. We took grandma with us this time, because she really wanted to watch me ride one of the ponies at the farm!
But first, I fed the goats.
Then I played in a big room full of corn kernels.
Then I was told it was time to ride the pony!
Let me assure you, this was no small cute pony. I was hoisted up onto a gigantic horse. I was so upset I cried the whole time. Grandma and Mom thought my crying was funny. They were laughing as hard as I was crying.
Looking back on it, I realize how great it was to ride my first horse with Grandma. It is a special memory. Now, at least. Now that my tears have dried.
The day finished with a ride on the world’s best swing,
Note the solitary tear left on my cheek from the horse ride. Also note the smiling Grandma.
That swing went so high you could practically see the whole farm! Next time we come back I will be braver on the horse… or demand a pony.
Thanks for taking me somewhere fun and exciting, mom and Grandma!
And those are the pertinent details of our daddy daughter skating date. Maybe someday I’ll be as good a skater as dad.
Mom took me to the farm again. It was a fun mom daughter morning, not that most mornings aren’t…. but most mornings are not spent at the farm.
First we took a ride behind a tractor out to the pumpkin patch.
Then I picked out a pumpkin. I made a pretty good choice, I think.
Then I discovered the small horse statue and didn’t want to leave. Ever.
Pumpkins and farms and tractors and sunny fall days and my mom. A day well spent.
Mom and dad took me to a farm. This is something that is traditionally done this time of year, or so mom says.
There are animals on the farm.
Goats are cute, but they nibble your fingers and are stinky.
Donkeys pretend you don't exist, and have long ears.
I really wanted to keep the bunny.
Farms have fields of tall corn plants, and farmers cut down the plants to make what is called a maze. I’m not sure I get it.
We started out with great enthusiasm.
Then we got a little lost.
I mean, very lost. I blame dad.
We eventually found our way back out of the corn, and mom obviously thought the whole thing was great fun. I am not convinced.
Farms are fun.
Grandma makes something called oodles, using a machine with a noisy spinning handle.
Oodles are delicious and so fun to make.