FALL DECOR

“That’s it, I’m decorating for fall.” I said as I pulled the attic stairs down.

My son Alex watched me climb up into the attic. “But it’s 80 degrees out.”

“Doesn’t matter.” I said as I crawled over to the bins marked fall decorations. “The calendar says it’s fall so I’m going to decorate.” I pulled the first bin over to the stairs and began lowering it down to Alex. “Be careful, this one is heavy.”

Once he had it I let go.

“Why’s it so heavy?” he asked as he maneuvered it through the hallway and out to the living room.

“No clue.” I called as I dragged another bin over to the ladder and began lowering it. “This one’s a lot lighter.”

Once I was sure he had it I crawled over to get the fall wreath that I always hung outside and handed it down to him. “This is the last of it.”

Once I was sure he had it, I clicked off the light and began climbing down. “Wow, it’s hot up there!” I said as I folded up the ladder and closed the hatch.

“That’s because it’s 80 degrees outside.” Alex reminded me.

“It was more like 100 degrees up there.” I pointed to the ceiling before using the sleeve of my short sleeved shirt to wipe the sweat off my forehead. “I have to say I’m usually not a big fan of the air conditioning cranked up in here but right now it feels pretty good.” I went over to the first bin and opened the lid. “Ah, it’s my scarecrows and pumpkins.” I pulled them out and began laying them on the floor.

I picked up the wreath and headed for the front door. “Once I get all of this stuff up I’m going to take a quick run to the garden center and pick up our pumpkins and mums.”

I left the front door open and went over to the hook on the wall by our garage. Reaching over the railing I took the summer wreath down and placed the fall wreath in its place.

Coming back inside I put the summer wreath on top of the empty bin and grabbed a scarecrow and pumpkin and headed for the stairs. “You want to go to the garden center with me?”

“No, I’ll pass.” Alex said as he followed me. “It doesn’t feel like fall to me yet.”

“Well, this might help.” I put the scarecrow at the top of the stairs placing the pumpkin next to its feet.

I stood back and looked. “It might not feel like fall outside but it sure feels like fall in here!”

I looked over at Alex and smiled. “So what do you think?”

“Still not feeling it.”

“Well, what if I said that after I’m done decorating and getting my real pumpkins and mums from the garden center, I swing by the store and pick up some pumpkin muffin mix and come home and make a batch?”

Alex smiled and nodded. “Yup, that would definitely get me feeling like it was fall.”

I laughed. “I thought that might help.” I went back to the bin and pulled out another scarecrow and pumpkin and handed them to Alex. “Why don’t you take these and put them at the end of the hallway by our bedrooms?”

“But I thought you liked to do all the decorating yourself?”

I looked over at him. “I usually do, but the quicker we get this done the sooner you’re going to be smelling pumpkin muffins baking in the oven.”

“Good point.” He took the scarecrow and pumpkin from my hands.

“It’s feeling more and more like fall in here!” I called to him as he headed down the hallway.