Leaves, leaves and more leaves

| November 2, 2012

With Hurricane Sandy gone, we were all very anxious to get outside in the air.  It is still very cloudy but the sun is trying to peek out and at least, thankfully, it is dry. On Halloween day, Mark cleaned up all the leaves that had fallen in the storm from our driveway and sidewalks and even cleaned up the front yard.  He assembled them at the edge of the lawn for leaf pickup this week and, like all leaf piles, it was a kid magnet.  Sam couldn’t wait to get out there and crunch crunch crunch in the leaves!

She is always a happy little girl but I think even she was getting a bit down from being inside so much.  The smiles on her face were wonderful to see.

Collecting leaves is a very big deal to Sam.  She is constantly picking up random “boofibul” leaves every single time we go outside, even just to get into the car.  This time of year is her favorite because she is so fascinated by all the colored leaves.  Here she was showing me her array and telling me all the colors she found.

Her favorite was a red dogwood that she kept wanting to show Mark.

Off she goes!  There are more leaves to crunch!

The beloved dogwood leaf again…

Examining her treasures.

As many leaves as have come down, there are still more on the trees.  We will be raking or blowing leaves for ages yet, and happily, Sam will have a lot more time to collect her favorites!

My little Betty Crocker

| November 2, 2012

Sam loves cakes and brownies and such and recently I promised her we would make cupcakes together.  I have been waiting for Sam to get old enough to bake with me and she has reached the age where she can actually help, so I decided we’d finally make some.  She always hides when I use my stand mixer because she thinks it is too loud, but when it came time to actually fill the cupcake cups, she was right there to watch.  Standing on her chair to help me, she had a million questions about why I was doing what I was doing and she ever so helpfully pointed out every single time I spilled some batter.   Her favorite part, of course, was helping me put on the frosting.

Sam wanted her very own knife and picked out which cupcakes she wanted to do.

More frosting was going in her mouth than on the cupcakes, but who can blame her?

When I tried to pick up the ones she already semi-frosted she kept yelling at me, “No Mommy!  There is already frosting on there!”

Overall though, I was very proud of her.  She took her time and really tried to do a good job.

On to the reward – eating!

Christmas cookies will be right around the corner.  I can’t wait to see what we will do together then.