Our fall fun is a bit tamer than usual this year. We won't be jumping in the hayloft, climbing on the bales of hay, and sliding down the giant hills because of Tootle's broken wrist. It's hard enough to keep her from reinjuring herself at home; the temptation to fly through the air would be too great at the pumpkin festival. Today Tootle enjoyed helping me to put out the Halloween decorations. She found a stash of plastic pumpkins that I wasn't planning to use and designed her own display. The pumpkins are in a "nest" so they won't blow away. If they do get carried away by a strong gust, I'll have to remind her of the conclusion to The Five Little Pumpkins: "Whoosh went the wind and out went the lights. And the five little pumpkins rolled out of sight."
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