As typical for each season, I had ambitious plans for my favorite Texas season, the fall. However, those activities quickly went out the door when I battled sickness after sickness.
Thank goodness for family to pick up the slack.
Although Rick and I didn't make it out to the fair this year with Palmer, our little guy had a ball with Grampi and Grammi.
Rick and I got a kick out of his ride choices: the race car and the motorcycle. Typical.
On another day, Gram and Paw Paw saved the day with a trip to the pumpkin patch. I tagged along, but was afforded the luxury of mostly sitting while Gram and Paw Paw did the chasing.
Decisive like his mom, Palmer quickly picked out one of the first pumpkins he saw: