



It was unseasonably warm, but no one seemed to mind. It is just funny to see everyone dressed more for summer than a fall harvest. Gia was in hog heaven sitting on Miss Megan's lap, feeding the goats (so gross!) and being best friends with Olivia. It was really awesome to have Gia going up to all of "her kids" and saying this is my mommy. She was so excited. I remember going to some random farm with my mom around Gia's age and I was just excited to have her along. I am just cherishing every moment because thirteen will be here before I know it and she won't want to be within a ten mile radius of me.
1 comment:
I bet she had a blast.
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