Seasons turn, turn....

When in Seattle I missed the distinct cycle of the seasons the most.  I love how they slowly melt into one another until one day there are no remnants left of the previous. Maybe it's natures way of easing us into the long cold winters......we are enjoying our last bits of Fall now with just a few leaves hanging on, and more cool days than warm.

We did pumpkins this year minus the patch. Turns out the kids really didn't mind that these came from the grocery store and quite frankly either did we. Sleeping in and grabbing these puppies down the road kind of worked with the whole "simple" thing. While there are no tractor rides down our produce aisle, it offers cover and heat. Not to mention I did not feel an urge to take a picture of every time my kid touched a gourd.

While I was cleaning up the pumpkin goo glued to our hardwoods I saw the first flakes start to fly. We had our first bit of snow, which totally stole the show from our three pumpkins aglow...

And if I have not already said it, may G-d bless the public school teachers of Maine for having  extraordinary patience, a kind unknown to myself, to help dress 14 kindergartners daily for snow which includes but it is not limited too, boots, snow pants, coats and mittens.  Getting my three ready for this unseasonably early storm was enough to send me into the Halloween candy before breakfast.

Our baby girl turned 3 this month! Ackk. We officially need to stop referring to her as "the baby." We simply refuse believe there is not a baby in our house. No diapers, no crib, no nursing.  When we asked the little miss what she wanted for her birthday she said quite stern "A sister!" Double Ackk. She settled for one helium balloon and a pretend mixer and we called it good. I think she missed out on the whole deal about keeping it simple.

We are gearing up for Thanksgiving and I am feeling thankful for this peaceful and quiet space to reflect on what is dear to us this year.