When Sona and I used to question whether or not we really wanted kids–you know, when it was getting down to crunch time and we were getting nervous–we used to jokingly answer, “Who else will we spend Christmas mornings with?”
We were half-joking, at least.
You see, we take holidays seriously around here. That’s mostly due to my influence, I suspect. After spending 14 years with someone who starts eagerly anticipating Christmas in June, it kind of rubbed off on Sona. And, for various reasons, neither of us ever celebrated those big, idyllic family holidays as children. So, we’ve always fantasized about what we call our “Home Alone moment”: coming downstairs on Christmas morning, finding a kitchen packed full of family. All in matching pajamas. And sipping hot cocoa. With Bing Crosby crooning in the background.
Okay, you get it.
The point is, we always kick off our holiday season by going apple picking at County Line Orchard in Hobart, IN. And this year, of course, we were so very excited to take Finn along. He had no idea what was happening, as you can imagine, but we had the best apple-picking trip, yet. And lugging our little babe through the orchard made what was already one of our favorite days of the year that much better–even if he did sleep the entire time (except when he wailed through an attempted mini photo session).
We went with our good friends who happen to have a baby, Veen, just a couple weeks older than Finn. Finn and Veen are BFFs. Or, at least, that’s how their parents have planned it.
Here are some photos of our day!
Can you tell that Finn was SO excited?
When your friends’ baby is like 100x more chill than your baby.
…But you love your little stinker, anyway.
