It's finally cooling off and starting to smell and feel like fall. Now that it's nearing the end of October and all.
Last weekend we were in Ashdown so David could hunt and me the kids could, you know, lounge.
And eat sausage gravy and biscuits. Lots of 'em.
Anyway, Belle spied a pumpkin on the back porch of the house and asked about it. Grammie said, "Oh, I don't know. We'll figure something out." Later the next afternoon, she found out.
And here she is.
For the first time in her 5 sweet years.
The look on her face says it all!
But, after some clean up, she loved her new friend.
My baby girl has her first Jack-O-Lantern, the temps are falling below 100 and all is right with the world.
(More photos on the link)