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...of Fall

Thanks, Coloradoans, for posting all the pictures of the snow you just got.  And Texans, thank you for the pictures of your weekly weather forecast, which is comprised mostly of lovely 75 degree days.  It really just makes me really happy for you.  No.  For real.

Here in Fujairah, we have been blessed by a little temperature drop.  It even rained the other night!  The kids were very, very excited.



Today was a modest 32/33 degrees (Celsius) when we got out of our car to go to the park at 11am.  That's a wonderful 90 degrees Fahrenheit.  We'll take it!  They were watering the grass at this big park when we got there.  I don't know if they do that often, but it was by far the kids' favorite part of our trip.  We just let 'em go.  If I had to be dripping sweat in a long sleeve shirt in the 90 degree sun, at least my children could be soaking wet.





Then we had some swinging time.  Most playgrounds (unless they are at newer, more ex-pat centered schools and parks) have painted metal equipment that gets burning hot in the sun.  Luckily, there were some choice swings that were in the shade or under things, so the kids got some swing time. 


(Bumping feet.  Selah thought this was awesome.)

This park was pretty neat.  I'm sure it becomes a hopping place when the weather cools off in the "winter". There are tons of chairs and tables and places to sit and eat.  You can bring in food or there is a little cafeteria in the park (not sure we would ever eat there, though).  There is also a mens pool and a ladies pool (we probably won't ever use those either), but it was a fun place to go and hang out and maybe make some new friends.  

Sorry I have been completely inept at picture posting these last few months.  Quinn used to never go anywhere without his camera (before we had kids) and I would beg him to just leave his camera bag in the car sometimes.  Now, we rarely go places with the camera.  I mean, we rarely go places at all.  Selah is still taking two naps sometimes and then I feel like I have at least one kid who needs to be sleeping all points during the day, which makes it difficult to go anywhere. But we are almost completely to one nap a day, I think. I do take a decent amount of pictures on instagram (@anakasmith), so I'm trying to get the grandparents hooked up over there, since the blog is failing them miserably in the picture department.

Anyway, hope you enjoy these precious few!  Happy Fall!

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