Both kids were fighting colds and the weather was not looking good but we piled in to the new-to-us MPV and got down to the Ferry. It was so windy that you couldn't help but laugh. Once we got to the harvest festival, it started to rain that annoying rain that isn't really wet but you can't really open your eyes wide enough to see two kids running around a field filled with other kids and harvest happenings. We peeled apples, got the face painted, made leaf tiaras, jumped off hay bails and got exhausted in 1/2 an hour. We got back to Jen's new amazing forest house to dry off and calm down but I never recovered and the ride back was ridiculous - trying to keep kids, who hadn't napped, in a mini SUV for 40 minutes on a boat. Kim and I were singing Annie songs at the top of our lungs and cracking up at our misery. We sorda thought we sounded good.
Sylvie's faith in the universe is amazing