We popped into Joanns yesterday for some Phoebe-esque yarn hair for a doll I'm making her and spent way too much time in the Halloween/fall aisles. The kids got excited about making a fall wreath and picked out all the supplies. I did my best to put it together cute. I suck at wreaths. But at least we have something Autumnal hanging on the door. I like to check off all these little benchmarks of suburban living -- lawn mowed, driveway blacktopped, wreath on door -- makes me feel like a good neighbor.
