It’s Fall, I’m in Love

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Fall always sweeps in with a cool breeze and knocks me off my summer-loving feet. I somehow forget about a day at the pool or blue snowcone stained smiles. Instead give me a sweater, pumpkin muffin and a drive through the canyon singing 90’s love songs on the top of our lungs with the sunroof open.

Although by the end of this drive from one canyon 10 minutes from our home through the mountains to Sundance and back home I honestly was car sick and my head was spinning. But it was worth it.
If this doesn’t make you wanna Florine Maria up those hills twirling and singing, I don’t know what will!
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We went on a little hike on Lame Horse. Which actually wasn’t lame at all. The kids all found the perfect hiking sticks, tracked down many animal prints (which looked like nothing to me but sheesh they’re little geniuses). Myles was looking for a dragon while Lola found the only flower on the entire hike. Dad carved our family name into a tree because anyone who’s anyone has there name engraved in an aspen. It’s like graffiti for hippies. Poor “Sam + Molly” which was carved years ago inside a heart but had a fresh X crossed through it.

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Always looking for a chance to break-in my Danner boots. aka Reese Witherspoon Wild boots. aka they will last til I’m an old lady and more.
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Daddy let them hang out the sunroof for a bit. Which I did NOT approve of but they loved it and will always remember it, I bet. And that’s what dad bases most decisions on while parenting.
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