The houses are constructed. The icing glue is set. Cousins are waiting patiently at the dining room table, resisting attempts to get into the building materials: red and black licorice, sour patch kids, jujubes, and snowcaps. Soon the butter knives are in hand and the fun begins! Globs of icing lazily hold a candy here…
“Hey Momma!” Cody says. “Good morning happy guy! How are you?” I respond. “Good.” Cody replies.
Pink knit hats with soft bear ears. Small bundled faces staring back at me, their cheeks flush with the winter wind. They sat warmed by the fire.
I’m not dead. No one has died. If you have noticed a three-week absence it is because life has been splendidly wonderful in other areas and thus not allowing for the luxury of writing. Think 4am clandestine meetings with iPads and convincing a two year old to get back to bed! An adorable 11 month…
What do Cinderella pumpkins, honey bears in forests, and gorgeous weddings have in common? October. It has been awhile since I have written a “Tracking” post, but October has inspired the theme once again. It was a fun-filled month of festivities. Exhibit 1: A hot October for trips to the beach.