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Crisp Autumn Leaves




Autumn is my favorite season.


The chill in the air, the crunch of leaves, the vibrant change in colors.


Today there was running, smiling and laughing. Jumping, falling and getting back up. This is what we all needed. 


My little sister, who's my closest friend, joined me and the boys on the spur of the moment park day and it was a blast. We went to Rock Springs to enjoy what Jeremiah calls, the tall green park!


It’s one of my favorite places to be, it’s quiet there and peaceful which is what we need in life right now. 

This was the first time that I actually went to the playground itself, usually I’d walk the path through the woods. It’s also my mom's favorite walking place, no surprise there, I am my mothers daughter. 

But so the three of them ran around on the playground and yes I said three of them. Josiah, my youngest, insisted Rachel go up with him to help get to the third level. That little boy has everyone wrapped around his little finger and knows how to get what he wants. 

When Josiah got to the first level and Rachel wasn’t following him, he shouted down at her, “Oh no, help me! I fell.” 

This had me absolutely rolling with laughter as he flopped himself onto the playground waiting for her to come up. It filled my heart with such joy. My babies are no longer babies but toddlers and little boys. Jeremiah is all about making deals and debating with you, so naturally that’s exactly what he did when I said it was time to go for a walk. 


“We go for a walk and then I get ten more slides before we leave.” He said and how could I say no? So we negotiated.

We settled on a short walk and five slides and that’s exactly what we did. They were a delight to take out today & my heart is happy and so are my boys. 


Today was a good day and I'm feeling very thankful. 





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