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October Fun

Last year we were living up in Idaho, well most of us, and were able to pick apples at Mom and Dad's house and then help make applesauce. This year, by random we were up in Idaho for the weekend at the end of the picking season and were able to help. Daniel was beyond excited, he Abby and Alice all wanted to climb into the trees with Steph and Bob. Needless to say we were not that desperate for apple pickers as to throw our small children in the trees. Only a few branches were broken off so I think we can go again next year.





Jason and I celebrated our anniversary, finally, the weekend of Natalie's anniversary which apparently caused a controversy since we had already booked Grandma. Anyway, so we went to Idaho twice this month. Here is my favorite picture of all of us in Idaho Falls. The kids love the water, the geese and taking pictures.



These three are adorable. Running on the newly fertilized lawn in their cute Sunday clothes. They posed for some other pictures but this one I liked the most. Shows their true spirit a little more. Daniel really was confused and excited that all three of them went to the same nursery. He kept asking why Grandma's ward didn't have a baby nursery. But all in all it was a great time.



Our month obviously is not over. We went to Josh's two year old party today which was awesome. Neither of us took a camera but he had fun. Alice is now officially 20 pounds and 32 inches tall. She is now saying about eight words: mom, dad, daniel, light, off, boo, ta da, here, and I do. She does however definitely know car and airplane noises much better than anything else. Daniel still loves preschool and his "friends" who is basically ever person of any age who is in the same room as him. I am getting really excited for Daniel to be in Primary with me next year and we are definitely looking forward to 9am church.

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Megan said…
Aw. 9AM church. We move to 1PM and I think I might cry from now until the end of the year.

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