Another reason for the name is because I love the fall. As in the season. I love the cool weather. Not cold just cool. I love to wear jeans and boots and sweaters and eat soup. I love pumpkins and bails of hay, soccer season, Thanksgiving, shopping the day after Thanksgiving. But most of all I love it when the weather cools down after a very hot, very busy, very profitable summer and I am no longer a summer widow. I love to get my husband back.
Last but not least, I am working very hard at keeping my cool when it comes to my kids. Everyday is a struggle. I like things neat and clean and in there place. I have a list of things to do and don't get in my way while I do them. Then I had two kids. Everything changes. Laundry sits on the couch until the end of the day sometimes instead of being folded immediately after coming out of the dryer. Dishes get left in the sink. Beds are not made in the morning. These things use to consume my thoughts and actions until they were done until a two year old little boy said "Mommy how come you never play with me?" It broke my heart. So four years ago I started to change. I play more. Now there comes a time in the day where my type A personality takes over and things have to get clean and done but I play more. I scream less, and hopefully I am the "cool" mom when it counts.