Well, this may be it. The last of the tolerable weather before winter hits for good. A sizeable storm is forecast for the weekend, turning heavy by Sunday night. Sniff. I should probably rake up what I can in the front yard tonight. There are a lot of leaves there. The back isn't too bad.

I had a deacons meeting last night, didn't get home till after 10:30. Rhonda said that once Hanna was sitting at the table in John's chair having a snack, John had to go potty and got a little messy so she took him upstairs to clean up, and when she came back down Hanna was standing up on the table, had her sippy cup in sort of the middle of the table, and was marching around sort of singing! And was coming a bit close to the edge. Eek! That little munchkin.

John had a shot today, and got a lollipop. I talked to him on the phone he made sure to tell me about that! He said something about getting sick, and Rhonda said she had told him the shot was so he wouldn't get sick.