Marco Polo

You have two friends so you decide to introduce them to one another. You point out the good qualities of each,  cross those fingers and hope that they get along, then make the introduction. And so it goes with the annual Polo match this year. Family meets school- both close and personal, while I hold my breath and hope it’s a good match (literally). And boy was it! Such a fun event this year at my Aunt and Uncle’s farm with the proceeds benefiting our favorite school.  November weather in our town is hard to beat. In fact, I could put it up against some of the best tourist towns in our country. It can’t be beat. Throw in some snazzy tailgates, food, flowers, friends and you’ve got yourself the perfect Sunday Fun day for some Marco Polo.

Marco Polo via grateful simplicity

 

Marco Polo via grateful simplicity

Marco Polo via grateful simplicity

 

Marco Polo via grateful simplicity

Marco Polo via grateful simplicity

 

 

Marco Polo via grateful simplicity

Marco Polo via grateful simplicity

 

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Sow bountifully, reap bountifully

“…Whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and whoever sows bountifully will also reap bountifully.”

 

Sow bountifully, reap bountifully is really what this parenting stuff is all about. When Mr. Robinson first built my garden beds (best anniversary present ever!) my girls were so excited. Excited as in they researched what to plant, when to plant it, how it grows best, etc.  And that lasted for um…. about one week.  Now? Now Raynes and I visit the local garden center (no other takers), strolling through the green foliage-lines aisles to choose the perfect seeds, shovel and bag our mushroom compost, till the two little beds, plant the seeds… We’re talking an hour long planting session. Then we all, Raynes and girls included, watch them grow!

This planting, nourishing, growing and blossoming is truly, the essence of parenting. At least in my little humble opinion. How is that for deep thoughts on this finally Fall hump day?

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Sow bountifully, reap bountifully

Sow bountifully, reap bountifully via grateful simplicity

Sow bountifully, reap bountifully via grateful simplicity

Sow bountifully, reap bountifully via grateful simplicity

 

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Boo!

Poof! And just like that, Halloween is over. We dressed up (okay so I did not but do have big plans for next year), kept all 20 kids intact and alive over our two-hour trick-or-treating adventure. Thankfully, Mr. Robinson hid most of the candy and for once, my Dory-like memory is a good thing because for the life of me I cannot remember where he said he hid it.  While I really do want to fully embrace each holiday with it’s due time of attention– Halloween, Thanksgiving— I can’t help myself from turning on 105.3 on the radio to listen to the Christmas Carols that have been playing for two weeks now. Finally, I can listen without feeling like a total crazy woman (thank you Britton and Kenley for humoring your mom and singing along!).

My little red strawberry, SWAT Team fellow, and not-pictured black cat are counting down the days. There are 53 days left in case you are interested. It’s okay, you can listen to Christmas Carols too. No judgement here!

 

Boo via grateful simplicity

 

Boo! via grateful simplicity

Boo via grateful simplicity

Boo! via grateful simplicity

Kenley’s class party (aka next year’s middle schoolers)

Boo! via grateful simplicity

R’s Preschool Halloween Carnival

Boo! via grateful simplicity

The camouflage Polaris came in handy this time

 

Boo! via grateful simplicity

The best hay ride driver (and cooler hauling) around….

Boo! via grateful simplicity

Check out those wings!

Boo! via grateful simplicity

Assistance keeping the adults hydrated for two hours of non-stop walking, running, and candy grabbing

Boo! via grateful simplicityis over.