It was a yard game kind of day, so the boys spent the afternoon building boards, and with the help of my friend Michelle, I held up my end of the deal by sewing eight corn-filled beanbags (cornbags?). As a result, many rousing games of Cornhole were played, and much laughter and swearing could be heard echoing through the pristine hills of rural Vermont. It was definitely a great day for making, playing, and hanging out with friends! (We can do this every weekend, right guys?)

Fair warning, Brooklyn. Cornhole is coming for you next. Yard games, FTW! (Yes, “Cornhole” is actually what the game is called. Read about it here.)

What are you up to on this lovely Labor Day weekend?