Grayson ate his body weight in Cab grapes. He loved that they are so sweet and so much smaller than regular table grapes.
Before we picked, Gramps did the blessing of the grapes blew the conch shell to the North, South, East and West, a thank you for the blessing of a plentiful harvest. Ever seen Walk in the Clouds?
We like to blast old school Frank Sinatra, and Dean Martin from the Bose speaker while we work in the vineyard and destem the grapes. When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie...... :)
We picked and destemmed {by hand} over 300 pounds of grapes this year. A record harvest by almost 100 pounds! Gramps read off his list from years past, and we couldn't believe that our first harvest in 2010 only yielded 25 pounds of grapes. This little vineyard has come a long way.
After dinner we soaked our feet in Vodka {to kill the germs, not soak up a buzz} and then started stomping. Grayson thought it was hilarious at first and then started yelling Aw Done! Aw Done!
The next morning we went back to the garden and picked pumpkins from Gram's pumpkin patch and played on the tire swing. After Grayson went down for his nap Nick and I went out to meet our Realtor and started our house hunt! We found a few pretty good ones. Hopefully we are not too far off from completing this crazy transition and will find the perfect new home soon. In the meantime we are counting our blessings that we have such a beautiful family home to live in, and are endlessly grateful to Nick's parents {Grams and Gramps} for sharing their space, their little piece of heaven with us until we find our new house.
Monday morning was Grayson's first day at his new school. We had a really tough time leaving his old school and cried many tears with his teachers the last few days that he was there. We miss all of the awesome staff and all of Gray's sweet little friends, but we know that he will make friends quickly here and eventually he will love them just as much. He cried at drop off the Monday morning and looked at me like I was crazy when I started to walk out the door. He was so happy and having fun when I picked him up and he told us that he had a good day. Until Tuesday... when I pulled in the parking lot and he realized where we were and started shouting NO! NO! NO! NO! before we could even get out of the car.
He's sleeping like complete crap... unless one of us sleeps in his room, which means that all of us are sleeping like complete crap and we're doing everything we can to keep him comfortable and on his regular routine. It's hard knowing that he is having a tough time with the transition and when he asks for his friends at his old school or asks for home it is enough to break my heart. Everyday will get a little bit better, and just as soon as he's used to living here, we will be moving into our new forever home and that is exciting to think about. Even if it means we start all of this over again.
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