When summer is over, and the leaves begin to change to deep reds and vibrant shades of orange, I'm reminded of my happiest memories as a kid. Fall was my absolute favorite time of year. It meant the beginning of school and seeing my classmates that I hadn't seen all summer. Even though it never got all that cold in San Francisco, it also meant I could wear my new school sweaters and fuzzy mittens.
Since I didn't grow up with true seasons, tell me all about your childhood fall memories in the comments below.