After 5 years of being a stay-at-home mom, I found the wonder of mothering slowly starting to get crowded out by the mundane feeling. I realized our world seems to surround people with the negative, and complaining about blessings seems totally acceptable. So I decided to fight against that "normalcy" and focus only on the positive. I look back to my first year as a mom when everything was new and keeping house was fun and I aim to have that attitude again. This blog is my outlet to showcase the daily miracles that surround me in my blessed life as a stay-at-home mom so that I will never forget the wonder of it all.

Saturday, October 29, 2011


Well, we grew a whole ONE pumpkin.  Hmmmmm..........don't know what happened to the rest.  I keep reminding myself we are new to all this urban homesteading and planting from seed stuff.  We will get it one day.

So off to the pumpkin patch we went.

It was HOT.  Hence my kids' beat red Irish faces.

Kian was very afraid of the horses pulling the hay wagon.  Even after seeing a statue of a horse in the pumpkin field, the poor kid dropped his pumpkin and went running frantically.  Once I got him, he needed to be pulled in the wagon by his sister AND hold on to my hand at the same time.  :)


And this is how the kids of an electrician decorate pumpkins.  We've done this every year since Logan was old enough to decorate his own pumpkin. 

They pick out all the pieces and the placements of them.  We try to not get in the way of their designs, and its fun to watch what emerges.  I love how Lissy's pumpkin is wearing earrings, and Logan's has hands.  :)  We also encourage them to use the tools by themselves as much as possible.  Its neat to see how they grow in ability each year.  This year Logan was using the wire cutters really well.
I love this funny little tradition.


  1. I forgot about seeing this in years past. So fun. I love them!

  2. Oh Jenny, I so love the pumpkins!
    And don't feel badly, we have never been successful at pumpkins, save for the tiny ones "jack be little" I think they are called. We grew a whole ONE big pumpkin this year too, and it got nice and big until it was eaten by voles and a chipmunk. . . .