So yesterday morning I woke up and realized that the unusual feeling that I was experiencing was that of being well-rested. In the next breath I felt guilty, because my being well-rested meant that my poor long-suffering husband had been up with the kids for hours. I sprang out of bed, fully intending to rush downstairs and send him back to bed for the rest of the morning, stepped on the first step – and promptly fell down the stairs.
Ouch.
"That’s the way to start the day off with a bang!" – my mom.
Nothing was broken or badly damaged, thank goodness, and so I ended up heading off to church where The Baby was able to stay for at LEAST three minutes! It’s a new record! I took her down to the Sunday School room and we got to make yarn leaves with the Sunday School class because it was the first day of autumn. It feels like autumn here, too – the kids go to school wearing their fall jackets now, and the leaves are quickly changing into their flamebright colours. Sometimes you can smell a woodstove in the evenings. It’s funny how unlamented summer’s passing is, but it wears out its welcome and we end up happy to sit on a porch in the evening, wrapped in a quilt and drinking hot cider. Not that I’ve done that, but doesn’t it sound nice? Now if only I could get out to my porch without injuring myself…
After their baths last night, my pajama-clad children helped me make pumpkin cupcakes. I had big plans to frost them with an orange cream cheese icing and then make little stems and leaves from green fruit roll-ups, but laziness overtook me and I did not. They are very yummy anyhow, and my kids came dashing downstairs out of their beds when they heard them come out of the oven. They sat on the bottom steps to have their late-night snack (all of 8:30!) before running back up to their beds and not waking up again until morning. The pumpkin cupcakes – muffins, really – are pleasantly homely and spicy, lined up on the counter and ready to be grabbed as people run out the door, ready to start the day (maybe with a bang, maybe not) in this beautiful fall which will not last.
