In the darkness of the early morning I rolled over to find all three younger kids piled in my bed. Ollie's hands were like popsicles as he tucked them near my tummy for warmth. I snuggled chilled bodies under my warm duvet and we talked and giggled until it was time to wake up. We were greeted by the most beautiful sunrise. The trees and the grass were frosted and the weather was perfect. After getting the kids off to the bus, getting dressed, and tidying a few rooms the little boys were getting restless.
I told everyone to get their shoes on and we wandered out in the cool morning air for a walk. We crossed the yard, the deck to the chicken coop, and then ran up to the orchard.
We admired the sparkling frost covered Autumn leaves, crunched the snow under our feet, and frolicked in the morning light. I took a deep breath in, exhaled a cloudy breath, and felt the peace that I was hoping for.
We took our time walking back to the house, watching our shadows stretch across the yard and giggling together. We unzipped our coats with cold fingers and made three cups of hot chocolate to enjoy. These slow mornings with just the two little boys are some of my favorite.
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