"Fall" in Georgia

Fall in Georgia is weird. We had 77 degrees and beautiful yesterday. I'm talking shorts and snack picnics at the creek. Today? 61 degrees and rainy. Weird. Yesterday the boys and I headed down to the creek for a snack and some exploring. Carter was having a blast running down the sand hill, along the creek bed, through the woods and back down the sand hill. Until one time his momentum was a little more than his brakes. Hence the fall into the creek. Soaking wet up to his armpits. Did that stop him? Nope. Know what you get when you mix a running wet little boy and sand hills? A muddy, sandy, happy boy. Until time to walk back home - then he was an unhappy, cold, sandy, muddy boy.