Stella and I watched "Puff the Magic Dragon" this morning. We had planned on watching it tomorrow, but I realized that it was due back at the library today, so we went upstairs and snuggled on the bed to watch it.

The poor thing...she had a couple of tears rolling down her cheeks when they got to Hanna Lee (I don't know how to spell that) and it was destroyed and Puff told Jackie to go home. She never cried hard..just a tear hear and there throughout the movie. She didn't want to turn it off, though. At the end, she said she liked it a lot.

We've got the annual Fall Art Festival to go to this weekend. That's always fun. Stella's cousin, Ben is turning 10 on Sunday. We'll be going to his party for a bit. If we can, we're going to take her to the movie theater for the first time ever, to see the new Wallace & Gromit Attack of the Were-Rabbit movie. We LOVE W& G...