43/52 She's 6!

We had lots of celebrations this week, for one very special girl. I love you like crazy, little missie! Happy 6 years old!

42/52 A red barn.

41/52 Pumpkins, big and small.

And now for the big ones...

40/52 Money, money, money.

39/52 A fall tradition.

Making applesauce every fall has been a tradition in my family ever since I can remember. Growing up, I knew nothing other than homemade applesauce. I had no idea you could buy applesauce in a jar! I must admit that all that homemade goodness turned me into a bit of an applesauce-snob, and I refuse to buy the stuff at the grocery, unless it's for cooking or a very occasional small cup purchase to bring on trips for the kids. It's a whole-day affair, with enough made to enjoy hopefully until next year's apple harvest. The cooked apples, cinnamon and nutmeg make the whole house smell delicous! I am so thrilled to be able to pass on this tradition to my kids, who now look forward to grinding it through the mill every year.