Enjoy these fun activities as you help your little ones celebrate autumn.
A Hands-on Fall Activity
As a fun fall activity for my 3-year-old, I filled a clear, plastic container with different colors of dried beans, colorful fall leaves, small plastic pumpkins, scraps of fabric and cinnamon sticks (for ages 3 and up, with adult supervision). I placed the bin on a tablecloth for easy cleanup and supervised as my daughter used her senses and fine motor skills to explore the textures and smells, sort the different types of beans and match the leaves of the same color.
— Brooke Kramb
Help children differentiate the fall and winter seasons by associating unique fragrances with each time of year. Christian recording artist Phil Joel and his wife, Heather, introduce autumn to their kids with scented candles and room spray in their Tennessee home.
"We have little holiday rules that we've set up. Sept. 15 is the official day we start decorating for fall," Heather says. "We get out our pumpkin decorations [and] autumn wreaths, and the pumpkin-scented spray can only be used starting on the 15th, not beforehand. It's a super-fun way to kick off the holidays."
"Once the Christmas decorations are up," Phil says, "we bring out the evergreen smells." Phil and Heather founded deliberateKids, a ministry to parents that offers fun ways to teach biblical concepts to children. Their 9-year-old daughter, Phynley, and 5-year-old son, Eden, have enjoyed this annual tradition that originally began in Heather's childhood.
— Andrea Gutierrez
A Friday Night Tradition
They were at an impasse: my tall, broad-shouldered husband and my small, doe-eyed daughter. Mark was determined that we, as a family, would go to every home football game in our small town. Charis, age 2, didn't like the crowds, noise or mascot, a 6-foot-tall bulldog.
I didn't care whether we went to the football games, but Mark was determined. He wanted Charis to experience crowds, noise and even a large, fake bulldog within the safety of her parents' arms. He didn't want her to be afraid.
After some discussion, Mark and I decided to turn Friday nights into a grand adventure. We began building up Friday nights as if they were the best thing since chocolate cake. We drove her slowly by the stadium on weekdays, saying, "Charis! That's where we'll go on Friday night!"
We bought her a blue and gold cheerleader outfit, complete with pom-poms. "Charis, you get to wear this on Friday night!"
We made popcorn at home and reminded her, "Our favorite time to eat popcorn is Friday night at the football game!"
Before long, she was just as excited about Friday nights as her daddy. As we drove past the stadium on our way to church, she bounced in her seat, clapped her hands and yelled, "Friday night ! Friday night !" At the store, as she was wheeled around in the shopping cart, she asked passersby, "Do you go to Friday night?"
Because we prepared her, Friday nights became one of her favorite adventures.
The following spring, as we passed the stadium, Charis pointed and said, "We go there on Friday night!"
"Yes, we do!" her daddy agreed.
After a moment, she said, "It hasn't been Friday night in a long, long time."
Perhaps next fall we'll work on the days of the week and sports seasons with her — starting with football.
— Renae Brumbaugh