...when all the local farms open to the public and offer hayrides and pick-your-own-pumpkins.
We visited this one on Sunday with my sister in law and her family. The girls pelted each other with straw
while Alec did his best Spidey impression on a pivoting suspended ladder in the barn. He actually did make it all the way to the top but couldn't reach the bell to ring.
One of the favorite activites was rolling around in these giant tubes like hamsters in a ball. The boys were laughing hysterically
as was I, while my sister in law gave me a ride to the bottom of the hill.
Later that evening, Marvin commented to me how much he enjoyed seeing me act (and I quote), "silly and youthful". "You're always so serious," he told me.
I chewed on that all weekend. I wasn't insulted, it just called to light something that has been ready to emerge for discussion. I do need to find more ways to lighten up and be a kid again.
How do you act like a kid when you're trying to be a parent?
Something to think about...