creeping up on us.

Fall that is.

I love fall. I am certain that I mentioned that about 57 other times on this blog, but I thought I'd throw it out there again.

As we welcome in September, we are packed and ready to head out to Four Corner Bluegrass Festival for one last hurrah of the summer.

We haven't been for a couple of years. The last time, Miss Finley was just a wee little babe that spent most of her time snuggled up agaist my chest in her bEco carrier, sleeping the days away. The year before that, she was a distant memory and Rowen was the little guy getting our full attention.

This year? They'll be the ones running wild throughout the campground and festival with a little sister in tow... who fully believes that she is just a big and capable as her older siblings. They have their pocket money, and have been compiling a list of the things they want to buy from the vendors -- kettle corn is high on the list of ptiorities.

Enjoy the holiday weekend. Get out and do something memorable while welcoming in the cool, crisp weather. Prepare your space mentally for leaving pool floaties for piles of crunchy red and orange leaves.

Garden salads for apple pies.

Boisterous Memorial Day barbeques for fun-filled tables of mashed potatoes and green bean casseroles.

Skin-blistering temperatures for the perfect day to throw a sweater on as you dash out the door.

I love fall and I hope that welcome it into your lives as well.

We'll be shaking our groove things this weekend, cuddling up under layer upon layer of sleeping bags and enjoying the festival life that we so routinely visited before kiddos entered our world. I love the bumpersticker, "Festival Life is So Much Better Than Real Life." I think I agree...