During Fall Break of 2009 we decided to pack up the kids and head to my Grandparent's place in the country for a little nature fix.
So we hiked around:
The kids see sawed (see-sawed? seesawed?)
We made smores:
Wait!
Seriously, how good are smores!
My mouth is watering just looking at them.
It could be watering because I've been sick since Saturday and have hardly eaten a thing but either way Smores=yum.
We drew water from the old well:
I love that well but ever since I saw that stupid movie The Ring I've been skittish around wells.
I hate scary movies!
We even went into the big city of Cullman, Alabama to wander around their Octoberfest:
Yes, it's odd.
And yes, so are the children.
They rode on the...whatever this thing is called:
We strolled the super new stroller around.
Oh, and what was also super new in the stroller:
For some reason...
I have no idea why, I looked at the ground one afternoon and said:
"Hey kids, We'll give you a nickel for every walnut you pick up."
Now there are roughly a bajillion walnuts around so I assumed they would pick up a few and then get bored and find something else to amuse them.
But, oh no....
They started:
First with a basket they found in a shed.
And as that got heavier and heavier...
The oldest went and located a wagon.
Oh, the pride of a job well done.
Sheesh, and the job well paid for.
What was I thinking!?
They filled up two baskets and two wagons of walnuts!
I can't remember how much we ended up paying them but it was ridiculous.
Afterwards, we went into town and ate at the absolute greatest diner in downtown Cullman, The Busy Bee.
Oh, the french fries!
Unfortunately, I can't recommend you go there because it was destroyed in the April 27th tornadoes.
It feels weird when something you have such fond memories of is no longer there.
As the eight year old would say:
"It makes my stomach feel funny."
Other things that make his stomach feel funny:
Talking about God,
Guilt,
and
Movies that make him cry.
But that day...
There were no funny stomach feelings for him.
Nope.
"Five, Ten, Fifteen, Twenty, Twenty-five, Thirty, Hey Henry, We're rich!"
I'm pretty much sure the only feeling he was getting here was greed.
I love those boys.
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