Little Cabin in the Woods, Part 1

We spent three lovely days last month at a cabin in the Hudson Valley. It was up a long gravel road, and we reached it in our...

...fancy new rental car! Fletcher was beside himself when we picked it up at Hertz: "It's so beautiful!'.

The cabin came all complete with a hammock...

...a swingset...

...and a lawnmower, which proved to be very popular. The boy pushed it in circles around the house, having "lawnmower races" against himself.

 

We made some new friends.  

 

 Some had many legs...

...and some had none. Or is that one?

We attended an acorn party.

 

And wandered around a lot.

One evening, we took our lawnmower out for a walk.

On this particular evening, Fletcher only responded to the name "Dora". I was "Dora's Mama", Dallas was either "Dora's Daddy" or Boots, the monkey. He addressed Louisa - who was in a bjorn - as "backpack". This would be very witty you were a not-quite-four-years-old Dora the Explorer fan. I believe that he's seen all of one episode at the gym daycare, but it made a big impact.

We ate giant bowls of oatmeal on the deck for breakfast.

We visited a small farm, where they had chickens...

 ...vistas...

 ...honeybees...

 ...and fudge. Here Fletcher is attempting to show us how much fudge he would like to eat.

 Yes, that's more like it.  He later suggested that he would like a piece of fudge as big as Louisa, who, for the record, weighs a little over 18 pounds.

 Standing! She now spends about half her waking hours standing, sitting, and standing again.

The farm also had mixed berry/apple pie. I tried to get a picture of it before it disappeared, and I was clearly not fast enough.