Earlier this week, my wife took the kids on a home schooling group field trip to a local orchard/pumpkin patch. While there, she fell into 'target of opportunity' mode, and ended up picking 70 pounds of apples with the girls.
So, for the last day and a half, the house has smelled like apples, cinnamon, and vanilla. Which is not a bad thing.
I'm going to need to rearrange things in the garage...not all the apple stuff is going to fit on the apple shelf now.