Fall whispered her color gently outside my front room window.
And because I didn't seem to notice, she decided to show off a little.
The seasonal celebrations of our neighborhood have perhaps been the most amazing surprise of this whole buying a home experience. I mean, come on... why didn't they even mention them when we were looking at the house? I would have been a much easier sell!
Aside from having such amazing community, our little ole' hood has four seasonal parties a year. At each one, there are amazing treats, farm animals, fun outdoorsy activities... all for free. Well, I know our HOA dues help pay for it all but still... it feels free.
The winter party includes a tree lighting, caroling, GIANT fire-pit, Christmas bounce houses, popcorn, hot chocolate and farm animals. Last year I fed a calf from a giant bottle. I might have cried I was so happy.
This year did not disappoint... annnnnnd it wasn't 27 degrees like the previous winter fest.
I'm pretty sure Lucy's baby goat might have died that evening from internal bleeding. My sweet little,
These are the eyes of a child begging me for a Christmas goat.
I was almost sold. Almost.
This was a runner up for our yearly Christmas card. Molly ran out of our family picture with Santa and so one of her buddies offered to be a stand in. I mean, who could tell them apart? Identical those two.
And just so you don't think we gave Annie away or anything. I know she hasn't had a strong presence in recent posts...
Still here. Still cute.
We love our little neighborhood so much. Annnd the house next door is coming for sale after the first of the year. Would be frowned upon to hang a sign from my tree mandating that fun people with lots of kids move next door???