How was your weekend, this first weekend of Autumn? Mine was lovely, so that I hate to let it go.
Saturday, Julie came to visit, and I know I've talked before about how and why Julie means so much to me, but can I just reiterate how fabulous she is? Because this was her birthday weekend, and she chose to spend it at my house (which probably makes her a little crazy). We went apple picking and picked almost forty pounds (I am not exaggerating) of apples--most of which were picked by Luke.
We probably should have weighed Tommy after we left, because I'm pretty sure that he ate several pounds of apples while Luke was picking. What can I say? The boy likes fruit.
After apple picking, I sent the boys home and we met friends for dinner, followed by ice cream until I seriously considered the logistics of driving home pantsless. You'll be thankful to know that I did not, but as soon as I got home: yoga pants.
The next morning, Julie and I started baking right away, because ON HER BIRTHDAY, she had the idea of making her grandma's apple dumplings and delivering them to people. I know, right? ON HER BIRTHDAY. On my birthday, I insist that the entire world stop spinning and everyone throw rose petals at my feet. So, we dove headfirst into baking, pausing only to sit and eat the first few dumplings we made.
Beautiful, yes? We delivered apple dumplings, sneaking them onto porches like sugar ninjas. And then we totally bought a large pizza and ate it while we were driving, because Julie is one of those friends who won't judge when you wipe your buttery breadstick fingers on your (already stained) yoga pants.
Apple dumplings, food, friends, and family... could you ask for a better weekend?
Oh, and lest I forget to mention... on Julie's birthday, I woke up to the news that she was most likely going to share her birthday with Sarah's baby. If you don't follow Sarah, you must go read and see what a rockstar she is. Is there anything better than a day when a new baby joins your world? I don't think so.