My son loves balloons. As in, loooooves ballons. When we arrived in the United States after 25 hours on an airplane, he was as happy as a bird with a French fry because someone was waiting in the lobby with balloons.
This past weekend, we took him to the park AND we gave him balloons. Could life BE any better?
Our annual pumpkin carving event was a success. This year we honored our beloved Detroit Tigers (who ended up going down in flames). Oh well. There’s always next year.
And that’s my life … in pictures.