Every year I take London's picture by our itty-bitty maple we planted the year she was born.
Even though it's tiny, I love looking out the back door and seeing the red and orange leaves.
I just wish they would stay around longer.
And then I get all nostalgic and think about how this tree is kind of like our little family, young and new, but growing and changing every year.
Which leads to me thinking about how much these two have grown and how they will continue to grow.
Which leads to a minor panic attack.
Slow down for heaven's sake! (Not you mini maple.)
I'll distract myself with a tongue shot, (just like daddy, when he's really concentrating hard)!
Phew, all better, happy fall and happy Thanksgiving!