Our Week in Pictures 11/5/22

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This week Jason was on vacation. We kicked it off with Trunk or Treat at church, Sunday night.




Monday we had Halloween at Kim and Heather’s and I can’t believe I took zero pictures! We had pizza and watched Insidious. I love traditions. The boys stood out front and scared the older kids that were trick or treating.  

Tuesday the kids had Fall Festival at Vanguard and I only got one photo of Jason manning the balloon game. The kids had a blast though. 

Thursday we headed to Landrum for lunch and then stopped by Landrum Eclectics. What a cool place.  We snagged Saint Francis and he’s in our front yard now. 




Rounded out our week with some cooking and games. What a fun staycation we had.  




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