Sunday, August 14, 2016

staycation, all I ever wanted

New Hampshire is a funny place to live.  I've lived here all my life, and it happens to be the place that we'd like to settle down and call our forever home.  One of our friends, who was raised here but now resides in North Carolina, often jokes about how people from New Hampshire love their state so much that they often vacation there too (which is kind of ironic, because usually you go away for vacation).  With that being said, we're currently on vacation for the week with Paul's parents, as well as his sister and her family... and guess where we're vacationing staycationing???  You guessed it :)  We're up at Paul's grandparents house, which is lovingly referred to as "the farm".  His grandparents haven't been around for a while now, but the house has, and it's kind of become the vacation spot for the family.  There is definitely something magical about this place.

We've been talking up the farm all week with Olive, so yesterday, as we were packing the car, we weren't surprised that she climbed right into her carseat, buckled up, and announced that she was "ready to go" almost 20 minutes before we were ready.

((Fun fact: with about 15 minutes left in our drive to the farm, she announced that she was "ready" to get out of the car too))

Our first day at the farm was a blur of unloading our stuff and attempting to settle in.  Olive requested that we pop on Frozen, the adults unanimously agreed that the BBQ chicken dinner from the local fire department was a great idea necessary, and we all enjoyed some fabulous wedding wine compliments of the Copeland's recent anniversary.





It rained the whole way up to the farm, which was great - it's been super dry and unbearably hot lately.  There was also the added bonus of walking into the house and being greeted by a crackling fire in the living room (thanks Copeland's!).

This morning the kiddos woke up and were just as happy as we are to be here.  There was a mishmosh breakfast of cheerios, grapes, and oatmeal soup for breakfast, alongside some fun arts and crafts compliments of the previous vacationers :)


With one half day down, the farthest this mama has made it is the porch... and that's ok.

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