Today we took our three kids pumpkin picking. This is has been a tradition of ours every year, before Thanksgiving. The kids love putting on their rubber boots, knowing at some point, they will be knee high in sticky mud picking the best pumpkin in the patch.
Early on in Olivia’s life, my husband and I made a choice. A choice that no matter what we did as a family, Olivia would never miss out and we would do our absolute best to make sure she got to participate in everything our other two always do.
Sometimes we face some challenging circumstances. Take today for instance, when we ventured through a very rough and bumpy pumpkin patch with an adapted wheelchair stroller. Good thing Olivia is a bit of a thrill seeker because we were basically four wheeling that bad ass piece of equipment through that patch!
Olivia didn’t mind. In fact she loved it! Every bump she could feel was like an entirely new experience for her. You could see it in her eyes and in the way she smiled the hugest smile that her little face could produce. Sure she was happy to be picking out a pumpkin, but nothing could surpass the feeling of the wind in her face and the jiggly, bumpy ground that was shaking her body into tickles.
What an experience it is to see the enjoyment of life through her beautiful expressions. She somehow helps to bring out the happy in those around her, without ever saying a word; yet communicates it beautifully to their soul.
I am so thankful to be the Momma to my three beautiful, adventurous, silly, equally unique, sometimes impish, little munchkins. There are days that can be challenging and test me beyond my limits, but then there are days that make me happy, like a bumpy, jiggly, tickle my body kinda bad ass four wheeling ride through a pumpkin patch!