Chilly Nights, Toasted Marshmallows, Warm Fires, and Apple Pie



Loveys, it's that time of year. Mornings and nights are chilly; afternoons warm up. The kids want to roast marshmallows. I'm in the mood for homemade apple pie and pumpkin pie and chocolate pie--basically all the pie. (Also, I'm already listening to Phil Wickham Christmas--Ash just said, "Mom, it's not even Halloween yet." #DONOTCARE)

Here's what I know: Life goes by in a blink, so do what you love. 

This past weekend was all of that for me. Gathering with friends and talking about books around a beautiful table. And then having a last-minute fall dinner party one evening at our house. For me, there's nothing like people coming together to eat and drink and talk and laugh. These are my favorite things. Add in a blazing fire and cocktails and music and candles and awesome friends and I'm a very happy girl.

I'll tell you the truth: I feel like I'm not great at keeping up with everything (mainly LAUNDRY). House stuff, work stuff, kid stuff--and back to the house stuff. I'm overwhelmed by clothes and laundry and dishes, and I'm tired of making dinner. I keep saying I won't take on projects and then I somehow end up doing it because--well, I guess I want to buy stuff and go places and since I don't feel like cooking, I kind of need money to take the kids out to eat. You know what I mean.

And all of those things are constant in my life (and important), but they can make me tired and drained and even overwhelmed.

We need things that fill us up. Make us happy. Give us life.

So amid all the things that are always happening, I need to pencil in food and friends and conversation. Because in those moments we're reminded (I'm reminded) how much I absolutely love my life. I woke up this morning and looked next to me. Jeff was asleep and Lily was asleep curled up on him. And my first thought was, Thank you, God. Because cozy mornings fill me up and make me happy. Watching Lily blink those sleepy eyes and move closer to me--I love those moments.

I need all those moments. When I'm sitting with girlfriends outside under twinkle lights, talking for hours, or when we're with our people out by the fire, eating apple pie after dinner, or when it's barely light outside and one of my kids (or Jeff!) snuggles up to me.

Fall is best when it feels cozy, don't you think?

Our calendar is so full this month that it feels like words are falling off the pages and I can't keep track of it all. Some seasons are like that. (I'm pretty sure it's like this for a lot of us!) But the house smells like pumpkin spice. It's Friday, hallelujah. Homecoming at LU is tomorrow. The weather is crisp and perfect.

I love every minute. 


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