Noah has been asking for weeks—maybe even longer—if we could go trail running at Richmond Lake. This weekend, we finally made it happen, and it turned into one of those mornings I’ll tuck away in memory for a long time. Running those trails with him, weaving through the trees and breathing in that fresh fall air, felt like the best kind of reset. He was so excited, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful to be alongside him, even though he made fun of my pace most the time!
From there, we made our way to Villhauer’s pumpkin patch, where Bodhi took the lead—finding the biggest pumpkins to throw into our wagon. Leo felt like a tiny farmer, choosing his favorites and cutting them right off the vine. It’s become a sweet little tradition.
We ended the day in true “lake family” fashion—pulling the boat lifts out of the water, officially closing out the season. It’s always bittersweet, but we’re so lucky being able to have the land and opportunity to be at Mina.
Heinz Family Part 2! 
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