How do you mix Halloween and the World Series?

Maggie's weekend trip

This weekend I went to go visit my friend Catherine and her family in the Bay Area. They have an almost-5-month-old who I hadn't met before! Isn't he a cutey patootey? He fell asleep within 5 minutes of getting his costume on for the ward Halloween party, and slept through the entire trunk-or-treat mayhem.

On Saturday I tagged along with their family to Half Moon Bay on the Pacific coast south of San Francisco, which is a prime hub for Halloween pumpkins and Christmas trees. It was foggy and cold (but not as cold as Utah is today. Brrr! Somebody remind me why I came back to Provo!) The farm we went to had a straw maze, plenty of pumpkins, and get this -- sword fighters!

It's October and you know what that means

Yes, it's October, the temperatures are falling and the leaves are changing color. I'm shopping for Halloween decorations and starting to bake more. We've survived ten months of marriage.

But what October really means in the Kopp household is baseball playoffs. It means that Don is regularly glued to the tv, and our downstairs neighbors probably hate us because of all of the jumping, yelling, and stomping going on. It means that I am often keeping an eye on scores while Don is at work so I can text him with regular updates. It means that there have been serious debates about flying to Minnesota or LA to go to a game (we decided to stay home. Sorry, neighbors). It means I just bought a Yankees-themed pumpkin carving kit, which should arrive via UPS sometime this week, and I have to wash Don's Yankees shirt weekly.

Not that I'm complaining -- I love that my husband is so enthusiastic about his favorite sport and his favorite team. The next time you see me, I even might be wearing Yankees gear!