Ah, Fall.

What with the rain, and the cold days, and General Conference, it has really started to feel like Fall. This means we will soon take a trip to the Red Barn (apple cider donuts, hooray!). It means our tomatoes are growing like crazy, we've got spoooooky music for the car (Thriller! The Wobblin' Goblin! Night on Bald Mountain!), the warmer pajamas have come out, and . . .

bats? There are bats (?) hanging from Sebastian's bed when I come into check on him every night. I think they actually might be part of a carwash (the brushes) or something. But regardless, it means he's been doing something instead of sleeping.