Grahm and I decided to go to a pumpkin patch this weekend to truly kick off this wonderful fall season. Even though it's still in the high 80s here, we reckoned fall couldn't help but show its delightful self if we had some pumpkins in our front yard. Genius, yes?
My pregnancy app tells me Baby Girl is only the size of a grapefruit this week, but my maternity pants and I beg to differ.
The mark of a good husband is when he'll shamelessly take a public selfie with you.
Turns out, we are terrific pumpkin pickers. (Though I did have to steer Grahm away from the warty ones, which he was inexplicably drawn to.) It's a gift, my friends.
We then came home and decorated the outside of our house. Okay, I decorated. Grahm watched.
I got some cheap baskets from GoodWill for the mums because who wants to see those icky black containers? Just plop and drop 'em in!
I added a burlap bow to one of the baskets because bows obviously make everything better.
Doesn't our front door just say, "Come on in, y'all!" Although criminal and people we don't know, y'all can just ignore the inviting flowers and pumpkins.
I also made a burlap banner for the bottom of our stairs. I couldn't decide if I wanted it to say "Happy Fall, Y'all" or "Give Thanks" so it remains blank for now.
Are you decorating for fall?
Later this week, I'll show you how we (again, me) decorated the inside of our house. Sparkly pumpkins may or may not be involved...