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 how he was holding up. H