Good Morning My Lovelies,

I’m excited to be sharing Our Christmas in Belize PART 2 , because I get to share a little bit of my childhood with you as well! As far back as I can remember, my family would drive down to Toledo (Belize) for every holiday we had, because all of our extended family was there.  I love it there, it’s a totally different experience from being in the city or on the island. It’s beautiful, its calming, and the air is so fresh it’s almost magical.

Growing up, one of my very favorite things to do was to visit my Uncle Charles’ farm. At 10 yrs. old it seemed like it went on forever, the fruit trees were always bearing and beautiful, the sheep, pigs, horses, ducks and chickens were always in abundance and the creek was always blue and flowing. A lot has changed since the government paved the highway, but his farm is still just as beautiful!

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My uncle takes great pride in his farmland and if you listen to him talk, you’d be certain that he fulfilled his calling for life because when he talks about farming or fishing, you can literally see the happiness and twinkle in his eye. He told us, he enjoys keeping up the farm because when he sees his family, especially his grandkids having fun, learning and living carefree, it brings him great joy – I can tell you, it certainly brought Abigail great joy! haha! And I’ve got the pictures to prove it, just keep reading! =)

Sometime last year I volunteered to be a pattern tester for The Charlie Dress from Mingo & Grace, and totally fell in love with just how easy the pattern was and how quickly the dress could be completed. I thought The Charlie Dress would perfectly compliment her favorite red boots and together they would make the perfect outfit for the farm. I sewed up the dress using another adorable print from Michael Miller Fabrics, added a darling little lace collar, and a wooden button at the back, to give it just a touch of vintage appeal.

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Our shoot starts with Abigail climbing up a hill trying to catch a sheep….

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And then waking down the hill, thoroughly disappointed that she didn’t catch one…lol

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Her mood quickly changed when she saw the chickens and ducks tho…

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She chased them around for a bit….adding some twirls as she went….you know, because that’s what spirited ones do…lol.

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Then she busied herself “planting” for a bit….

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And…when we thought it just couldn’t get any better than that….she turned around and according to her “The bestest best thing happened!”, we watched as my cousin walked in some horses …and she got to do the one thing she wanted to do since she got there!

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She got to ride a horse! Mannnnnnn…..she was so excited! We were so surprised she didn’t even flinch, she sat up there like a natural. She walked around with him for a while, making her the happiest little girl that day.

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It was pretty surreal watching her riding around on a horse as if she had done it a million times before. It made me remember when I was little and did the very same thing, on the very same farm – only I wasn’t as brave as she was, I think I cried my first time hahaha.

And so ends our FIRST adventure on the farm. I hope you guys enjoyed taking a walk back into my childhood as much as I did. Thank you for following along our Christmas travels to Belize! If you missed Part 1, go check it out HERE. Also, I’d like to give a special mention and Thank You to my Mom, Carol, who followed us along on some shoots and took some great shots. She’s pretty good with the camera!  I’ll be posting PART 3 of Our Christmas in Belize, in the next few days so stay tuned! Talk to you then!

love-candice

p.s. Here’s a look at what it really looked like when Abbie was on the horse, …you know…just in case you safety conscious people were wondering…lol. The horse was being held at all times by my cousin and Daddy was only a few steps away.

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