Dravyn was a painter for Halloween, she made her own costume and decided to sleep in it the next night. It was a pretty fun night at the Church's Fall Festival that night. She played some of the games, and an older girl helped her climb up to go down the slide in the blowup bounce house. She has been asking all week to go to the bouncy park and doesn't seem to understand that it isn't there anymore.
It's a week into November and I am already thinking of December and Christmas already. I am looking everyday for the little things that remind me of winter, like the sun setting earlier and frozen mornings.
