Wednesday, October 10, 2012

It Was Supposed to Rain, and I Promised Them a Fire in the Fireplace, but Then it Didn't Rain I made a fire anyway.

They had picture frame toast and melon balls on red Ikea table-trays in front of the fire.

It was a good fire, not even a little bit smoky.

And I kept it going so that when Ander and Zaza were finished with showers, they sat on fireside cushions (hair drying and backs toasting) and drank cocoa through peppermint straws*, listening to Bill Cosby tell stories about tonsils and go-carts and chicken hearts.

(Hey, Autumn?  Helllooooo?  We are so ready for you!)

*left over from Aliza's Black Apple party -- thanks, jessica!

No comments:

Post a Comment