Trick or Treat?

I’m making caramel popcorn this afternoon because it’s a classic and because it’s one of my daughter’s favorite things. Then, we will give out Halloween candy all evening both Saturday AND Sunday. Saturday because a lot of folks around here would rather not celebrate this holiday on the Sabbath. Sunday because there will still be children that come around on the actual day and I’m ok with that too.

Happy Halloween!!

October Love

Oh, my goodness–I feel exactly like little Anne. So much so, that I can hardly bear the fact that there are only two days left and this lovely month will be over.

Don’t get me wrong–I ADORE November and December too. But there is something so magical about all the changes that happen–the weather, the parties, the leaves, the decorations, the candy–that make me feel about 50 years younger.

I can actually close my eyes and breathe it all in

and be…




A Knight and His Lady

It seems only right and fair that Dane’s boy would be the noble, chivalrous type. It’s in his blood.

Dane has always been a strong, sturdy fellow–even as a baby.

When he was 18 months old I brought him to the nursery at our church and they directed me to the 3 year old class because he looked to big to be with the babies. “No, no”–I assured them–“he belongs here.”

Each week I would ask the teachers if he was good and kind and they would always give and enthusiastic “Yes, he’s perfect!” I wanted to be sure that, because he was so much bigger than the other babies that he wasn’t being too rough.

One week, I asked the question differently. I said, “Is he playing nicely? He isn’t pushing or anything, right?”

At this, the two ladies looked at each other and smiled. One of them said, “Welllllll he does push sometimes but we let him do it because it’s is so cute.”

I said, “What?! You guys–I don’t want him to do that!”

She said, “The only time he does it is when one of the boys takes a toy from one of the girls. He grabs the toy and gives it back to the girl, then gives the boy a shove. We let him do it because it’s just so sweet and chivalrous. We love our little Lancelot.”

Awwwwww. I had to admit–that was cute.

So now that he has his lady fair–I suppose it just perfect that he is raising the next little noble knight in the realm. Let’s just call him Lancelot 2–the second generation.

Yessiree, kindness and chivalry runs deep in this bunch.

And oh my goodness–it makes me smile.

Cool Kitty

For the past few days, old Mr. Hobbes has been seen here like a naughty school kid peeking under a circus tent. My dad said that used to be a thing.

Anyway, I couldn’t figure out what his deal was until I realized that there is a vent behind this shelf. He only does it when the heat comes on and his fur is wet from the rain.

And here I thought he was such a tough guy and he’s busy blow drying his own hair.

If all the girl kitties could see him now.

Heh, heh.