Fall Fun!

Talk about Fall Fun! At 3 1/2 years old you have an unreal amount of socail functions, that to be honest, are adroable and exhausting (for me)!

We'll start with your preschool class field trip to the pumpkin farm. We were running late, and then I got lost. Of course, you pick up on my anxiousness about being late (such first borns we are) and by the time we got there you were ready to go home! You acted very shy and confused when you saw your teacher's there and you wanted me to do all the activities with you. It took you until after the hayride to warm up, but then you got in a groove and ended up having a great time! Whewww!

Then we went to a Fright Night at Meadowbrook. You got to wear your costume and dance the night away! We wrapped you in toilet paper to turn you into a mummy and you got to see a magic show where the clown made a bunny appear (you thought you did it because she gave you the real wand and when we said the magic words the bunny appeared!). The highlight of the night was the haunted hayride. Being the tough guy that you are, you weren't afraid and kept saying to yur Dad, "We're not afraid of anything, right Dad!" Even when the guy with the chainsaw popped out of the woods!

You then had a school Halloween party, ATA trunk-or-treat, church singing performance, and then FINALLY the real neighborhood trick-or-treating! You and your buddy Alex had tons of fun at the ATA party, but I'm not sure you even snd 3 words at your church performance. Those darn allergies seem to always get in your way: right when you were supposed to start singing you sneezed and a big goober was hanging out of your nose. Luckily Daddy and I were sitting in the very front row and I ran up and handed you a kleenex. You just never seemed to recover! Your poor nose! We got to go home afterwards and Daddy cooked us breakfast in the garage! Weird, but fun!

All in all, this fall has been entertaining. Cooking and helping around the house seem to be taking up some of your time. And, you can now put your socks and shoes on by yourself, still love your cheetah, cinnamon rolls, and being a goof! You keep us laughing!

Love you,

Mom