Fall is and has always been my favorite season since I was a child. The changing leaves in their vast array of colors, the cooling temperatures after a searing summer, football games and chili, bonfires with marshmallows all warm my heart. We've also had another fall tradition the past two years that I am hoping will not continue next year. Last October we were taking pictures of Lillian at Highland Village
and she took a terrible spill and fell on her face and scared me half to death. 
Well today, almost a year later we had a similar incident while we were out by the lake in our neighborhood taking pictures. Lillian had on a pretty dress
and the ducks were being quite playful so we went out to play.
Honestly I don't know if I was a little girl if I would be able to resist running up to see ducks playing around in the water either, but unfortunately as she ran towards the ducks she tripped and fell smack onto her face.
I know right? I felt like a terrible mother, and I probably cried more than she did, but Lillian is fine and we are lucky enough that she has walked away from both incidents with only a few abrasions that a little love, a popsicle, and some neosporin can make all better (I know, I took her to the pediatrician both times and he said she's fine.) So I'm hoping that the fall continues without any more falls from Lillian or anyone else in the Pepper household, and here's hoping that this is the last of the fall falls.
