Some people equate the first signs of fall with beautiful trees changing colors, or pumpkins growing in the garden, maybe even hot cider or hot chocolate. That is not the case for me. The first sign of fall came when, after Carter's football game, I picked Caleb and Cali up from the nearby playground and she had stolen his hoodie. Carter and I didn't recognize who was running toward us at first.
Ahhh, fall, when your sister steals your hoodie because she's cold.
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