Bikes, apples, and prayers....

Summer's favorite thing to do is ride her bike. She asks almost everyday to go on a bike ride to the church. I think she secretly wants to run into Jacob. She has been riding with training wheels so much that I figured she was ready to ride without. So one night we went over to the church, took them off, and away she went. Now she bugs me even more to go on bike rides with her "two-wheeler" to the church.

This little guy could not be happier that Summers old bike isn't being used anymore. He loves pushing it up and down the road for some reason. He doesn't even try to ride it, just pushes it. So tonight Steve decided he needed to learn to ride it. I don't know why it was so cute to me watching him ride it around by himself. Either it was the pink bike, or that he is still my little "baby", or maybe that he thought he was the coolest thing alive.

My friend Becka moved in across the street and the kids have been having a blast playing together. Hunter and Micah are the little apple pickers. Everywhere I look I see apples they have picked. A bowl of crab apples in my kitchen, a bunch scattered in the driveway, let me tell you how much I loved stepping in a rotten one on my lawn. If anyone has apples they want picked I know two very willing and ready kids for the job.

As much as I don't like seeing the summer coming to an end, I do love the colors of the fall leaves.

And one last random. Lately Kash likes to try and say his prayers at night after the girls are done. Usually he just says, "Father, amen". Tonight he got really creative though. He folded his arms and leaned on the crib like he always does, then said, "Poppa, Poppa, Poppa (repeated at least 12 more times, then he said, "bike, bike, bike, bike (repeated at least 12 times), then "Dadda", amen. It was so cute!