The Apples of Our Eyes

For the first part of the day, I was concerned about Tommy’s slight diaper rash. I had better really start focusing on child proofing.

Toosh on the Move

So Steve was super dad today and was in charge of the teething and sad Tom from about 11:15 for the rest of the day. Me, I got the better assignment. This was my charge:

Lovin' the Donuts

Today was a day full of life (and full of compliments). From Noon to 1, we made out way to Apple Hill. You see, the Arkansas Black apples had just been harvested. Today is also Wacky Wednesday, so P is out of school at 11:35. We have had this planned for weeks.  From 1-4 the two of us made our way to High Hill Ranch (to buy my mom a caramellow, which when we were kids I swear were scotchmellows) and Paco ran around and stretched. From there to O’Hallorans, were we stocked up on the Arkansas Blacks, mostly, but also Golden Delicious, Mutsu, Red Rome Beauties and Granny Smiths. Then we had to do the traditional Rainbow Orchards for donuts and cider (Janet, we picked you up some cider to show you the best). There the donut woman asked if under my baseball cap I had shaved or was I a survivor? She was a true survivor from uterine cancer and was impressed with my ability to carry pumpkins. I am more convinced than ever about the power of exercise.

The Adventurer Treks Across Hay

From there we stopped at Abels for pie (and divinity) and then Starbucks for coffee and milk. What a glorious thing to just run around with a kid that can do his own seat belt and walk without a stroller or my arms. Just his hand in mine when we crossed big lots or streets.

We hit Sacramento and harassed every Wheeler there is. And a Muldavin for good measure. Paco wanted to meet Beckett the Adorable. So we crashed Brandon and Lisa’s dinner (delivering pie and apples) at La Casa. But there were TVs showing sports so P was a bit distracted, still ate beans. I was so distracted by chatting with B&L that I forgot to take a photo of Beckett and Paco. From there we swung by Barbara’s to deliver the divinity (forgot to give her the scotchmellow…mom it is here if you need it). Then we took Taco Bell to Colleen and Wheels. We crammed in 7 people in less than 60 minutes. Of course, at Colleen’s she and I got sucked into chatting while the boys ate and hung out. And I stole headwear.

We arrived home, forced Steve to do an apple taste test then got Pdub to sleep.

Every family member was full of joy for me. All adults commented on my appearance and general energy level. Tomorrow, no matter how tired I am, I will go the gym. For the first time in ages I feel tired, but for good reason, being out and about.

Also, Paco and I have barely had time together in 2009. Between the pregnancy, me working the first part of the year, having the house on the market, then a newborn, then moving, then surgery I have barely spent any quality time with my first baby.

It was a great day. I guess that is the secret, exercise and breathe in as much love and joy as you can manage.