Yesterday Annie and I made our way to the Ballantyne area of Charlotte.
It is is south of the city about 25 minutes.
I am continually blown away by how far the suburbs of Charlotte stretch.
We met up with our ward's playgroup at the Hall Family Farm.
We chose the area we did because we wanted to be in this particular ward -
there are dozens of young families in similar situations
and boy is it nice to have some women to hang out with during the day.
It is the first time I have done the playgroup thing and it is a shame I haven't been before.
It was a blast and just what we needed.
Plus, their kiddos are darling and fun for Annie to watch run around.
She kicks her feet and coo's as she watches kids play.
I love it.
We took a scavenger hunt hay ride, raced ducks in the water and walked around the pumpkin patch.
My mind raced back to one year ago,
I was newly pregnant and I took James to my first ever pumpkin patch.
He was not thrilled about the idea but went anyway because he knew it would mean a lot to me.
We talked about how in a year we'd have a little one to take to pick out a pumpkin with
and to dress up in a teeny-tiny costume.
James even admitted that he was eagerly awaiting the day when I could take pictures of our baby with pumpkins, rather than him.
He makes me laugh.
A year later and here I was. Out picking pumpkins with my baby girl.
The best part is that my sweet husband was sad he missed out.
He really does love this stuff deep down.
As I said yesterday, Annie was the cutest pumpkin in the whole patch.
Miss Annie Bell, if I had a million bajillion pumpkins to choose from -
I'd choose you!