It is the first really cold, wet, rainy day of fall around here. To celebrate, I made a loaf of bread. Because, seriously, what’s better on an icky, rainy day than fresh bread and a good nap?
I feel that I should be hunkered down in bed with the kids, under the covers, reading a good book. Maybe some chicken noodle soup on the stove.
But we all know, little children do not cuddle for long. They like to wrestle with the sheets, tear paper, and bite their mommy’s toes.