It's dood.

I love this time of year!

The air smells crisp [or if my Scentsy is on it smells like Marsh-mellow pumpkin]

The ground begins to cool off from the delightfully breezy weather. 

The baking begins, and deep breaths ensue. 

The past 4 years have been an even pattern.

Fall 2008 I'm pregnant and finally able to go from puking 12 times a day to 2 or 3 times a day.

Fall 2009 I'm enjoying watching my little baby learn our world. 

 Fall 2010 I'm pregnant and finally able to go from puking 12 times a day to 2 or 3 times a day. 

Fall 2011 I'm enjoying watching my little bab[ies] learn our world. 

 September is the beginning of a cluster of months that really make me want to cry out to God in thanksgiving. 

I enjoy the fall. 

 So yea, I'm feeling good. 

Enjoying these babies. 

Enjoying this life. 

Enjoying my God. 

So while we patiently wait on a small little quilt on the cool green grass for the leaves to rust and decorate the ground, I take lots of deep breaths. 

and I smile a lot. 

It's good.

or as Adeline says "dood".