The weather is just right, cool enough for flannel and leggings but warm enough that you don't have to break out a coat larger then most little kids. Trees you never noticed on your daily drives have erupted in color. The anticipation for Halloween and thanksgiving start to build with constant reminders in almost every store. Your local pumpkin patch finally opens and you get to re-live being 5 again. It's the best season of all, at least I'm pretty sure. Here, it's pretty chilly most days but as Missouri always does, the temperature changes on a dime to about 80 degrees Fahrenheit. For now, I'll enjoy watching my little brother run around in leaves and pumpkin patches. Soon, snow will cover the ground and trips to the park won't be as accessible, but I hope the little guy isn't too heartbroken.