Breakfast 

I had every intention of eating healthy this morning with my new Pinterest “pin”

I finished this off instead…

In my defense, it went better with the Pumpkin Spiced Latte with Cinnabon Creamer. 

Wake me up when September ends!

Cough. Sniff. Cough….repeat.  

September

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There is something about a cool September morning.   The subtle hints of pending Autumn were all around this morning as I took my morning walk.   Soon the trees will yield my favorite colors as reds, yellows, bronze and hints of burgundy fill the West Virginia mountains.   Mornings are filled with heavy fog lifting through those hills.  The bright morning sun makes the dew filled spider webs glisten  like diamonds.

The nights will soon be filled with warm bonfires, sweatshirts and children trying to squeeze in the remaining days before the snow starts to fall.     In bed, the open windows will soon replace the AC and quilts filled with their own precious memories and stories with fill the room with conversations and laughter as the kids and and I will tell stories of the good ‘ol days.

I switched the floral summer scents in my house to Pumpkin and lazy evenings are now spent finding new fall recipes on Pinterest.   Oh, and Starbucks in getting ready to give us some pumpkin spiced lattes!!!

Soon, we will make memories of our own as we visit the pumpkin patches, take long walks and drives, weekend trips and maybe a ghost hunt or two in October.

But for now, let me just savor the first few crisp mornings of September.

Have a beautiful and blessed Labor Day Weekend…..

 

Bonding 

I remember my Mom saying “I pray you have a kid just like you!!”   Did my mother curse me!   

She is a teenager.  So, of course, we don’t get along 99.9% of the time.   

Yep, I’m talking about my daughter.  13 going on 30 some days.  13 reverting back to a 5 year old most days!    

No one told me about the mood swings, the constant embarrassment of not wanting to be kissed in public anymore, the “Geez mom!!  I can do this myself” phase.     I wasn’t prepared for the sass and the rolling of eyes.   But here I am….raising a beautiful long legged sassy teenager. 

I’ve become aware while watching most mother and daughter interactions that this phase we are going through is quite normal.   Mom, you embarrass me seems to be the theme among 12-16 year olds these days.   So, I am ecstatic that we have actually reached a milestone because to some, it may look terribly disrespectful and annoying to watch a teenager….well act like a teenager.    But I see it as Oh my goodness, she’s acting like a teenager!!    It makes this Mom happy!!

Tonight, she came home from spending the day with her dad at work. (He’s an Emergency Room Psysician)  She came in telling me about blocked tear ducts, broken bones and some people with apparent undisclosed Illnesses.    I listened intently as she told me about her day at work with Dad.   

Then she did it…..We did it together……

We both took off our bras.   Threw them on the floor.   She looked at me and said, “I have never felt so ‘free’ in my life….ahhhhhh!”     We went to the living room, cuddled on the recliner, turned on Pitch Perfect 2 and had a Mother/Daughter bonding experience.  

who knows what tomorrow will bring.   Probably another attitude.  Maybe a “Mom, you are embarrassing me!!”     

So tonight, I will celebrate our bra-less bonding and my teenager being a teenager!!

It’s the little things!