Fall is here! Few things are richer than the first fall chill of the season. You can start smelling different houses lighting their fireplaces and the distant scent of pumpkin cooking in houses all around. Bundling up in our favorite sweats, Scott and I ventured out to the fresh fall morning and went for a walk through our neighborhood. It was a kind of day that made you want to eat nachos and watch a college football game--only we don't have cable, or a TV antenna, so instead, we settled on a Netflix: "Turtle Tale." The rest of the day was filled with naps, nausea, and exhaustion. I was so sad because our day had started so sweetly, but had come to a bit of a crash with all the sickness I was battling. Too weak to go out, my brilliant husband came up with the most wonderful idea: craft night! We decided to decorate our little house on Maple Ave with fall decor. We made a pumpkin spice cake, in the shape of a pumpkin, and made our first wreath ever out of paper towel rolls and cupcake liners. We had a blast being creative together, and laughed with delight as our sweet little wreath became the story teller of our past 8 months of marriage--Scott, Jenny, and now, baby McB.
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