This week the air turned crisp and fall swooped in…
I began my class at the u of m and it was a first class–nothing too terribly impressive or over the top…but it was exciting for me to simply start. My class is diverse in the sectors of the community we represent as well as are employed by. I think I’ll be stretched and given many opportunities to develop a broader understanding of “working with youth” as these next few years progress.
We returned to regularly scheduled programming at church this week. I was excited for things to start this year. I really missed Powerhouse over the summer and the energy that comes with that crazy bunch of 7th and 8th graders. I am eager to jump in and start studying John with them and to get to know this new class of students.
Saturday was fun fall day…apple picking, baking, and fun fallish activities…I was only able to participate in the apple picking due to church stuff…but it was still grand. It’s hard to believe this is Noah’s 3rd apple picking adventure…he fell in love with the petting zoo…so much so that it delayed his raspberry picking adventure until he was able to regain control over his little 2 year old tantrum self. But he made it…we all taught him how to eat his weight in raspberries and chased him up and down the rows until he would fall flat on his face because his two year old little feet couldn’t keep up with his “i want to be big” body. I love this day…i love hay rides, picking my own fruit, enjoying the fresh air, watching people share the experience, laughing at the people all dressed up and trying to not get their shoes muddy, i love apple donuts, and honey sticks…i just love it.