I love fall, it's the best time of the year. You know cold weather is just around the corner, the holidays are on the way, and you can play outside without sweating so much you end up smelling like a goat.
Since we're on fall break, we spent all day yesterday and today at my parents' house. My dad taught us a game he used to play when he was a kid. You divide into two teams, and go on either side of the house. Then you yell out, "Annie eye over," and throw or kick a ball over the roof. If anyone on the other side catches the ball before it hits the ground, then they come running to your side of the house and try to hit you with the ball before you can run to their side. If they get you, you're on their team. The weather was so nice and the game was so much fun that the adults outlasted the kids. Colby hung in there til the end, but Frank and George gave up long before us old fogies. And lemme just say, I could play tennis while holding George when he was a baby, and I can kick a ball over a roof while holding Elaine!
Now for some fall pictures:
Our playgroup made a visit to the pumpkin patch.
Here are George and Madison navigating the corn maze. Aren't they sweet?
Here are George and Madison navigating the corn maze. Aren't they sweet?
Churn the milk and make it butter! Churn the milk and make it butter!
I ate a little of that butter that George shook, it wasn't too bad.
Can you see how excited she is to be on her way to the pumpkin patch? She doesn't know what's going on, but she knows it's going to be awesome.
We've hardly spent any time on our swingset this summer, because my kids don't like being hot any more than I do (have I mentioned I don't like to sweat?) But with this beautiful fall weather, we're getting our money's worth.
Frank (Wow, just as I typed his name I heard him jump out of bed, run to the bathroom, and spew all over the floor. Vomit sure has a way of splattering everywhere, huh?) asked me to take his picture as he jumped about 10 times, and I clicked either too early or too late so many times that I ended up with this complete storyboard:
Frank (Wow, just as I typed his name I heard him jump out of bed, run to the bathroom, and spew all over the floor. Vomit sure has a way of splattering everywhere, huh?) asked me to take his picture as he jumped about 10 times, and I clicked either too early or too late so many times that I ended up with this complete storyboard:
I've got to go finish washing some puke-drenched towels now.