FALLing for FALL

Although some people say that fall is their favorite time of year, I've never been able to get past the fact that the temperature change means winter is coming...oh, dreaded winter. That's all I've been able to focus on until this year.  I also love being married and being able to appreciate this time of year with my love instead of focusing on which guy is catching my eye and how I can catch the guys eye that's catching my eye. and so on. and so on. Now that I don't have to worry about falling for a new guy, I can focus on falling for fall! And boy, have I fallen hard this year! (although, I still REALLY hate the bi-polar weather.  Just make up your mind if you're going to be cold or warm already!! I can't handle wearing my jacket and then taking it off and then putting it back on and then taking it off and then......yeah. I hate it.) 

This month so far we've gone to Cornbelly's (where we played their little Halloween games, got lost in the corn maze, had good chats by the campfire, and....froze our butts off!!), we went to a pumpkin patch that had a spook alley with my nieces and nephews, and then we went to a real haunted house! It's been great so far! But I really can't wait for Halloween and Thanksgiving so we can finish off the fall season with a bang!

Not sure who won the race...I'm gonna go with Steve ;)

We love our chick pics!

The kids loved the spook alley.  Our neighbors did such a good job on decorating their garden to be spooky for kids.  We also had fun jumping out and scaring each other to make it a little spookier.  I think the best was when Steve thought Spencer was coming through the sheet and went to scare him only to find my cute dad jump instead. Haha too funny.

(Steve hates clowns.  It took all his manpower just to take this picture.)



We went to The Fear Factory downtown and I think this is the best haunted house I've been too.  Just the factory itself is creepy enough and when you add all the people jumping out at you it makes for a good haunted time!

Good thing you can't see the dark pee spot on my jeans from being so terrified. (Kidding!!! I only did that in elementary school......with a boy I had a crush on......and that boy commented in the haunted house that something wet rubbed against his leg when we were running from the chainsaw guy.....and then I had to walk around the fun dome with a big ol noticeable wet spot on my pants the rest of the daaaaaaayyyyy......nbd.....not embarrassing. at. all.)