Our First of Autumn was full of fun!  I won't say we'll ever go this route again, but it was nice to do once.

We found an apple farm outside the city that was having a fall fest over the weekend.  We took the kids (who were so excited to be going to a farm) and paid the price to get into the activity area.  The kids had a great, exhausting time running around wherever their fancies carried them.  They fed goats and sheep and looked at chickens and ducks, they rode play-tractors, they ran through a big balloon-like barn slide thing again and again and again, they got lost in a huge hay maze -- so many times I got really tired of looking for them, they went on a hay ride around an apple orchard, they went down a huge hill-side slide, had cider donuts and cider slushes while dancing to bluegrass music, and topped it all off with picking a pumpkin a piece to bring home and set on the kitchen table. 

The kids truly had a great time, I believe, though Jason and I have agreed that "next time" we will look to avoid the farm with the fall fest and just take the kids to a pick-your-own farm to pick apples.  What can I say, we boring adults are beginning to crave that sort of simplicity.

We were planning on a fall feast Saturday evening; but my good husband, wanting me to relax after the long day, bought some wings to fry up instead -- said we'd feast on Sunday.  Well, Sunday didn't work either as I woke up unusually exhausted.  Jason knew it and, after church, took us to a cheap pizza buffet for lunch after which we went looking for milk frothers and fall clothes for the boys.  When we got home, we only had time for quick sandwiches for dinner.  

So, yesterday we reluctantly ended our First of Autumn celebrations with a scrumptious dinner of Harvest Stew, Pillsbury French loaf with butter, apple cider, and French apple pie and butter pecan ice cream.  Heavenly!