We woke this morning to a cotton candy sky. The puffy, pink clouds looked dreamy against the baby blue background as the suns rays poked up from behind the rooftops. "Wow! It's so pretty!" Camilla exclaimed as she sprung up the stairs for breakfast. We gathered in the kitchen and filled our tummies with warm cream of wheat (or white porridge as the boys call it). It's a favorite for everyone, except our girl who opted for Gramma's raspberry jam on some lightly toasted bread.
We welcomed friends for the morning to roll and bake some big, soft ginger cookies. We poured the kids each a glass of milk and let them enjoy a few warm cookies while we visited. It was a great time!
I tucked Ollie into his crib and snuggled into bed with Fin in the early afternoon. Watching him drift off to sleep is one of my favorite things. After soaking in the moment, I tip-toed downstairs to check on Joe, who was playing quietly with blocks. The scent of ginger cookies had made it's way downstairs where the air was cool. A Fall breeze blew through the cracked windows as rain began to fall outside. It was a good afternoon for snuggling on the couch under blankets. Joe cozied up in the crook of my arm and we enjoyed a few episodes of a favorite show. After being up most of the night with a sad, feverish babe, I may have dozed off once or twice. Upstairs, the little boys napped for over two hours as the rain fell and trickled down the drain pipes on the side of the house.
Just when I thought my afternoon couldn't be anymore perfect or care-free, the big kids came running through the front door. Every day the door opens and they shout, "Hi, Mom!" or "Mom, We're home!" Those words make everything in the world seem right. They run into the kitchen and reach into the cookie jar, or open the fridge, or check out the pantry. It is the one moment in my day where I truly feel important and needed. I love being at the crossroads.
After tucking them each into bed, I grabbed a blanket, my crochet hook and turn on a chick flick. This is absolutely my favorite season of all. I can't wait to snuggle up with my sweetheart after he gets home from work.
"Preserve your memories, keep them well, what you forget you can never retell."
-Louisa May Alcott
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