Mother nature has unleashed her fall splendor upon the vineyards. The ebb and flow of color as it moves across one vineyard to another creates an ever changing canvas of unparalleled beauty. I mentioned in my last post that fall is not one of my favorite seasons. I have to clarify that I do love the beauty of the fall colors and I anticipate them each year here in wine country, however, it is the shorter days, longer nights, and cooler weather that I am not fond of. The rains begin to fall this time of year as well, which I do enjoy. We have had 2 inches in October and 1 5/8 inches in November thus far. The rains bring up the green grasses between the rows of grape vines adding to the spectacular color pallet.

Apollo, has mastered the art of talking back and sarcasm. There is no waiting until his teenage years for this kid. I enjoy hearing him use my phrases on his brothers (and to some degree, his mother) and in general conversation. "I will come over there!", "Busted!"(when Melanie calls one of the teens), "It's the police!" (when someone is at the door), "You don't love me!"(when asked to do something he doesn't want to do), "Don't make me shove this in your mouth!"(When he offers to share some food with you).
I can also figure out what has been going on around the house while I am away at work, by the phrase Apollo uses that he did not get from me. Recently, upon arriving home from work, I was bantering with Apollo and teasing him a bit. You can imagine my surprise when he spouted off, "Dada! Quit being an ASS!" Actually, It came out the way Apollo heard it, "Quit being a nasst!" As much as I would like to blame Melanie, this has Ian and Aden written all over it. (I am leaning more towards Aden as he does not always enunciate)
squeals, screams and coos, and he smiles as soon as he sees his mom or dad. There is something very comforting about your infants voice (when they are not crying that is). My favorite thing is hearing Apollo laughing hysterically and Orion giggling at the same time. A child's laughter is infectious and fills the home with more warmth than the a fireplace. Orion rolls over like crazy now and is very proud of himself and his new found talent. He hates his car seat, hates riding in the car, but loves his swing, and loves music and singing. He is active and wiggly, yet loves to cuddle.
There is nothing that I treasure or value more than my boys. I can not imagine a moment with out them. I look at Apollo and I can't believe how much of a little man he is becoming. His eyes are filled with wonder and excitement. Every moment is a victory or a tragedy. There is no grey area at this age. He wants to be completely independent yet he wants you to do everything for him. He is strong willed, yet giving and caring. He is amazingly insightful and perceptive and at times seems to have wisdom beyond his years. Just as I begin to panic inside that he is growing up way too fast, Apollo will turn to me, "Dada, I want to hold you." Crawl up into my arms, yawn, close his eyes and lay his head on my shoulder, and fall fast asleep...This son has burned off my evil fog.