I am reminded when I upload my pictures that it is in the little things that make their childhood sweet. Just the way I want it to be for them and for me raising them.
It was sweet in our fall comfort foods this weekend. Oh it was Apple Valley Cider Stew, homemade pizza and sauce from Cindy's blog, and simmering soup served in homemade bread bowls.
It was sweet in the early morning cuddles.
It was sweet in friendship since the orphanage in China 9 years ago.
(see Anna's eye? Is that pink eye?)
It is sweet in the impromptu stop at The Pickin Patch for a few minis for our mantles.
(okay, so that was last Wednesday that the girls had off from school)
And it is sweet in the Connecticut landscape changing right before our eyes.
"Fall, leaves, fall;
die flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day
Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from
the autumn tree." ~ Emily Bronte