The Phoenix: Epicuriousmothering Rising

Fall has officially come to my yard.  When I walk out the back door, the air smells of falling leaves, chilled earth, and warm sun.  If you could bottle autumn it would be my favorite perfume . . . ever. So poor Piper, while feeling much much better, woke this morning feeling shaky and weak after not really eating for four days.  I let her doze on the couch for a few hours this morning instead of rushing off to school.  We were both trying to figure out how she could go feeling so exhausted and weak, when I realized that there really isn't any reason she did have to go.  She could just make it up. She missed the first two periods and by the time her lunch rolled around, she was actually hungry (for Mexican--I know crazy huh?) so we sped off, got her food (which she devoured) and dropped her off for the last two periods of school.  After I dropped her off, I called Henry (there was another shooting at his school . . . so so sad) to see ...

The sky all day today was deep blue and clear and tonight as the sun sank in the west . . . the afterglow lasted a full hour . . . we could not stop being amazed by the site.  This is Finnegan's attempt to capture the mountains being outlined with the last light of the day. John is in Florida.   Tomorrow Phoebe turns 19.  And there was no food in our house. So, today was a busy day of purchasing gifts, food, and cleaning up for the party tomorrow. Her requests for food and desert: Food: BBQ chicken scalloped potatoes big salad Desert: Brownies Ice Cream Chocolate sauce and Danish Pastries That's it. And for Phoebe, we will do it. And decorate the whole house and hide nineteen 19s and blow up balloons and think about how much we love our Phoebe Laine. Until then, I have six loads of laundry to fold, two children to put to bed, and a kitchen to clean. So off I go. Here's a shout out to all the single mama's who do this every day with ...