What a difference a year makes
It's hard to believe that one year ago today - the second Sunday of October 2007 - I wrote one of my most depressing posts. It was the first time I shared that the timeline for China was going to be much longer than the original timeline we were given. I was so distraught I could barely function. I just couldn't fathom waiting 5 years or more for a child.
Today - the second Sunday of October 2008 - we took our sweet pea to the pumpkin patch for the first time. Not that the experience was a picture straight out of Parents magazine...it wasn't. First, we took her at high noon, the hottest and brightest part of the day with no sun hat. Second, we decided to put her in her stroller without the car seat, (so she could face forward and see everything better) which faced her directly into the blinding sun with no shade whatsoever. Picard ended up having to go back and get the car seat so she could even open her eyes. To make the trip perfectly R****ls, we snuck back to a hidden pumpkin patch instead of paying $1 to ride the hay ride to the main patch. That meant taking the pea out of her stroller and trekking her through a muddy overgrown trail in the woods. When we got to the patch, we had to wrap her in a blanket (despite 85 degree heat and the blazing sun) just to keep her poor, delicate cheeks and scalp from getting scorched.
But, no worries, Daddy was not at all daunted by the task of picking a pumpkin in less than two minutes. He exercised his decision making muscle and picked this perfect pumpkin for our pumpkin.
All in all, we were at the pumpkin patch 30 minutes or less. Alexa was either hot or sleeping most of the time. It wasn't the casual stroll through the farm with our Curious George charming the crowd that I saw in my mind.
It was not at all what I imagined and yet everything I wanted it to be. Because with a precious pie like this, how could it be anything but perfect?
posted by Miss Dior @ 8:16 PM
4 Comments:
First, give me that hair! So gorgeous! Loving it. When did it get so long?
Second, time is flying by. Of course she knows what tennis shoes mean! I didn't even know you OWNED a pair of tennis shoes! She's brilliant!
Third, you are brave. I don't think we even braved the patch Year 1. Years 2 & 3 were sweaty disasters, and Year 4? We'll just pick one up at Wal-Mart! Good for you!
Take care! Still on for the Zoo? How 'bout this week?
Lori
WHAT A BEAUTY!!! MAN I AM MISSING THE GOOD TIMES... Give the little lady a kiss from her auntie!
You tell it just like it is, Amie. Those blueberry picking excursions, where Al picked and ate berries till he barfed blue all over the car; the annual apple-picking with ladder-climbing fall and "falling" adventures; and we still all look forward to the Grizwald family on-the-roof-with 8 crippled reindeer well past their prime (as are Al's parents). Like Lori said, it's a sequence of "sweaty disasters" yet it's also like looking at the world and every holiday thru all new eyes with a child. BTW, is Al wearing a flat little blue cap on his head in the muscle picture...he looks like a jolly blue elf in that one.What a great little family you have, guys! Love, Granny Pat
This pose in her carrier in the shadow of a pumpkin her own size is a classic! Sure brings back memories.
I wish we could've "blogged" back in the day when I had my two little doe-eyed beauties. ("Doe-eyed!?" I can hear Al saying that from here. "That's nuts!")
:-0 Mama-Pat
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