For the last several years I have hated fall. I dreaded the end of the summer- I would get stomachaches and I could feel my muscles tensing... I hated the advent of fall because it meant winter was coming. Winter in Montpelier is 9 months long and the snow is nose deep. I hate it. I could never enjoy the few weeks of fall because of what was just ahead.
But now... There is a nip in the air, and I was smiling as I pulled out jeans and a sweatshirt for my boys this morning. The fall air here in Salt Lake is crisp. I want to wear a sweater. I want to make a pie. I want to rake leaves. Okay- maybe not the raking part- but for a change- this October- I am excited for what's in front of me.
I pulled out Halloween decorations yesterday and the kids helped me decorate...
This little village was actually my grandma newren's. She used to make and sell ceramics and I ended up with this little Halloween village. She had painted it gray and white and had glued spiderwebs and spiders all over the houses. It was cute- but I ripped it all off and painted it black... What do you think?? Is it spooky? My boys love it! I keep catching them trying to play with the pieces- I think they'll be excited for the Dicken's Village this winter too.
And because it's October, it's time for... HALLOWEEN SHIRTS! Woohoo!
I want the record to show that I know Kate's boots don't match. They are hot pink and her shirt is orange- but they are squeaky boots and she loves them so I didn't make her take them off. She's kind of a girl when she has them on- she struts around and tries to show them off. It's pretty darn cute.

Ty came home from school the other day and was kind of sad, so I asked him what was wrong and he told me that he had been embarrassed in school today. I kind of giggled and told him that EVERYONE gets embarrassed at school. I told him about the time I tooted in Mrs. Braithwaite's 1st grade class. It was in the middle of story time and the whole room was silent. I was mortified. Ty thought it was pretty funny though. Shaun told him about the time he talked in class and his teacher duct-taped his mouth shut. Ty thought that was funny too. Melissa told him about the time she threw up in class and Grandma told him that she once wet her pants in class. Ty was rolling on the floor by the time dinner was done- I think we made him feel a little bit better about his bad day. It happens to everyone- though I think it's really funny how these moments really stick with us.