am i vintage?? and when did that happen?

On Saturday we spent the day at my parents.

Or, as Caleb calls them, my folks. {Not sure where he picked that up, but he’ll ask me, “are we going to your folks today, ma?”} The ma he got from Little House. Anyways, while we were there we spent our day playing games {Apples to Apples}, and wandering around my parents yard, watching my dad teach Gracie and Elijah how to prune his grape vines, taking faux yearbook photos {seriously} and playing with various toys. Including the below pictured old vintage Fisher Price train that used to belong to me.

Ouch. Vintage. And me. Uttered in the same line. Not good, not good, not good. How did that happen? When did the toys of my youth become vintage? They sell these Little People sets on ebay? I’m assuming there are people looking to find these wonderful toys of my youth.

They do NOT make toys {that last} like this anymore.  None of the plastic is broken, the little “tooting” horn still works. The train moves correctly. Perfect. Compare that with so many of the toys that my kids have that break within days of them getting them. This one? Vintage.

Samuel. Playing with my train. Priceless.

the faux yearbook photos. My brother, Joel, decided to pull all of our letter jackets out of my mom’s closet. Of course, this lead to all of us wandering around posing for faux yearbook photos. I think at what point someone actually thought we were taking real yearbook photos — they slowed down and stared. Ha! Remember? I’m vintage. 🙂

I can still pose for photos. Like this. With my baby sister, Abby. ha ha ha.

Pruning. My dad has this huge grape vineyard {yes, in Minnesota}. Elijah and Grace wandered down there to watch him work on Saturday — then when I wandered down to check on him I came to find him with pruning shears in his hands and my dad watching as he clipped away the old shriveled grapes and dead branches. The look of pride on his face? Priceless. This is not vintage. However — there is something absolutely beautiful to me watching my dad work side by side with my children. This? It was timeless.

Love the generations. Family is the ultimate in important to me. I can tell you friends that I am so grateful that my parents instilled in my a love of family. I tell my kids family comes first. Always. I pray that they have the same amazing relationship that I do with my siblings. Especially so one day that they too will laugh on a Saturday and will play games, prune some vines, and of course, take some faux vintage pics. 🙂

Just a light hearted post for Monday. We need those sometimes, right? Tell me about your weekend…did you keep busy? I also did some spring cleaning and I’m working on putting together my cleaning rotation/chart for you all. Do you have a routine?  And tell me ….tell me the secret to getting windows perfectly clean? without fuzz or streaks?

Now, I’m off to pour myself a cup of coffee in this very non-vintage cup. Coffee? Never gets old.

linking with my lovely in real life friend carissa.