Thinking about NaNoWriMo.
The pretty, pretty leaves.
Poppy, upon being handed a juice box: “Oh! It’s just like meal-in-a-cup!”
Thinking about Thanksgiving.
Dressing the kids up in their Halloween costumes. (Little Red Riding Hood! The Big Bad Wolf! Cuteness!)
Pouring red beans & rice into gallon-size bags with Rockford. (Simple pleasures. I know. Maybe you had to be there.)
Re-reading “The Book Thief” to see if it was as good as I’d originally thought. It was. I cried again.