I woke up this morning to the sound of hard rain. My latest painting project was outside smearing the newest color (stay tuned, it's pretty wild) all over the driveway, and my to do list was staring me smack in the face. Life pre-kids would have spelled pulling up the covers and tuning it out, but it all needed attention. The kids, the non-sufficient-funds notice (we all get them right?), and the stinky mussels in the fridge. Not all of it glamorous, the good life. But after few phone calls, a trip to the dump, and a full on refrigerator soak, the sun was peeking out, tempting a beautiful Maine autumn afternoon. I love how the difference between breakfast and lunch in fall is forty degrees.
We spent the afternoon romping around in fallen leaves, and eating apples. And Greta lost the first of her upper teeth, making her the perfect model for upcoming pumpkin carving. As she dozed off to sleep tonight she made me promise through her tired raspy voice, to head to bed early, so as not to disrupt the tooth fairy. Good night.
I think Greta is just as beautiful with her missing tooth!!
ReplyDeleteWhere did our summer go! You are getting some beautiful leaves in your neck of the woods. Before long, we will be pulling sleds around the neighborhood. It looks like Greta might lose another tooth soon? I can't wait to see the color you chose after the beautiful, bright, sunny yellow :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures! I'm glad to have found your blog! I will enjoy reading more about your family.
ReplyDeleteAnd hello from my Greta to yours! :)
I am so glad that you shared this blog with me. I get to see and read all the wonderfilled things that you all do. Love
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