We had a high of 68 degrees today. I know it sounds ridiculous to say that nearly 70 feels like fall but when you have lived here for a while, you really get wimpy and 68 is cold enough to require a sweater. We spent the morning enjoying the wind and the clouds while playing in the front yard. I took these pictures of a few hints of fall in our yard.
I love the fall. And the kids love October. They are so excited for Halloween. Elise is getting Halloween and Christmas a little confused but she is excited either way. She keeps saying, "Look!! Pumpkins! That means Santa is coming! And I will see all the lights, I love the lights!"
I tried to grow my own pumpkins this year because I hate paying for pumpkins. The plants started out strong and beautiful and they would flower every day. But the flowers never turned to fruit. I researched and tried to get the male flowers together with the females but still nothing. Then the plant started to turn white and die. I think I had a small pest and that was that. No pumpkins. Bummer! I will try again next year. It is time to talk to Aunt Ruthie - rumor has it she is our family pumpkin expert.
Because of our pumpkin shortage, and the wonderful fall weather, it turned out to be a perfect day to head to the pumpkin patch.
Oh, one more thing, only because I don't want to forget this...
Tonight, once PJ's were on and teeth were brushed, the kids were on the sofa with Keith watching a bit of a football game. (The Charger game - San Diego tried their best but failed to come back against the Steelers. Darn.) Sam started thinking of the nicest things he could say to Keith. It was sweet butI think it was just a creative strategy to try to delay bedtime. Anyway, Sam gave Keith a big hug and said, "I love daddy so much that sometimes my heart rips." That bought him an extra 10 minutes of cuddling on the couch, for sure.
Note: Excuse the formatting of this post. I am using bloggers new editor and I don't quite have it figured out yet!