I've already brushed my
teeth twice this morning. It's my defense mechanism against the
chocolate lingering in Halloween bags, calling my name.
(I
can't lie...it's a half-ditch effort.)
I made pumpkin seeds after the kids begged. They don't like them and secretly I'm glad because I love them and now I can eat them all.
I still say fall is bittersweet. The trees have peaked here and it's beyond gorgeous but I'm not looking forward to barren branches. And I don't love picking up coats and shoes.
But I do love hot chocolate with marshmallows and cinnamon.
Barrett ate Shredded Wheat for breakfast. Anna looked into his bowl and asked, "Is that hay?"
I'm putting on my cleaning soundtrack. Maybe it's funny, but I love cleaning house to the Bee Gee's.
"How deep is your love, how deep is your love....."