Everything about this past weekend was deliciously Autumn. It's officially sweater weather out here: cool, dry, dying leaf scented. Troy and my brother, Bobby, took our girls and my neices, Jane and Isabelle, to a father/daughter campout. Isn't that the sweetest? I heard some serious four-wheeling took place followed by smores and a bonfire. Elijah, Benji and I, meanwhile…
We ate chili (or inhaled it, rather) – my FAVORITE:
and apple pie:
Then on Sunday, after Liturgy, I welcomed home my dirty, scruffy husband and daughters and we all headed back to my parents' to celebrate Janie's 4th Birthday:
It's too bad her birthday candle was so small and dinky ; )
Finally, we headed home to get ready for a brand new school/ work week where we were greeted by this guy:
After assuring Benjamin he was not a tarantula, we headed inside. The kids got showers, I started some laundry, made lunches for Monday, and then walked upstairs to find this tender moment taking place:
which made me fall head over heels in love with my husband all over again.
We brought out our down comforter and I crashed into bed at 9:30 pm. I woke up refreshed for a change (I've had some insomnia issues lately) and therefore much more prepared to absorb the unexpected, such as a phone call from the school nurse saying my son had accidently stapled his thumbs together. He's fine now, thank goodness and I'm fine -I didn't break out into hives or anything.
I hope you all are pacing yourselves as well this morning, and praying along with me that God might, "teach us to treat all that comes to us throughout the day with peace of soul and the firm conviction that His will governs all."
Peace to you!