KATIE VOGEL PHOTOGRAPHY: Living Life

Yesterday marked Nora's first legitimate snow. I am pretty sure that last year there may have been a dusting here and there, but nothing serious. Either way, she was not able to play in the snow being that she was only a month or so old. However, this year, even with barely an inch of snow, we bundled up and went outside to play in it. The temperature was somewhere around 20 degrees, and I was pretty sure both of our noses would fall off by the end of the excursion, but we did it! And if Nora would have had her way, we'd be out there still... Yes, I do mean a whole day later, still playing. The little lady does not ever want to come inside, and she makes sure the whole world knows it any time we do. My poor neighbors!

Please notice the newest fashion trend: Plastic baggies wrapped around shoes and mittens.

I love traditions. Besides holidays and birthdays, having traditions in your family gives you things to look forward to during the year. In my opinion, you can never have too many traditions.

Eric and I have a few with our family, things like having a pumpkin carving party every fall, making monkey balls every Christmas, etc. With my extended family, we have more than a few. We go to Christmas Town at Busch Gardens every year, have a Christmas Eve Scavenger Hunt every year, etc.

Another one of our traditions for the Fall Season, is to go apple picking. Since my parents and one of my sisters live about two hours away from me, we meet in the middle at a nearby orchard. We pick apples, sip on apple cider and eat amazing apple cider donuts. If you've never gone apple picking, you ought to, if only for those donuts. As far as I know, they sell them at every orchard. Or should. Yum! (They also have puppies that are up for adoption at our particular orchard. Yes, every year, we debate whether to adopt. I'm pretty sure that, if not for the men in our families and their voices of reason, we would adopt every single one, every year, and have a doggy farm overflowing with four-legged friends. Nora would be in heaven.)

Another perk to this trip is that we are able to visit one of my cousins, Becca, who lives right by the orchard. She invites all of us over and feeds us chili before we head back home. And her chili is always the tastiest thing in the world. Especially when you're sugar crashing from all the apple cider and donuts you just ate.

You still have time! If you live near an orchard, it's still apple-picking season until early November. Last year, we went late in the season when Pink Lady apples were at their peak. My favorite. Here is a pic from then, when I was 9 months pregnant with Nora.