This morning was interesting. We woke up at the crack of dawn to find Andrew already gone... another big test today (good luck honey! ;) Looking at this pillow I don't think he even made it to bed last night, again. I will not miss fifth quarter at all when it's over. We made Erin's amazing blender pancakes and then snuggled for a while on the couch reading and giggling until we realized that we only had about ten minutes to finish getting ready and out the door before Noah's preschool would START!!! So, in a quick flurry we threw things together and got out the door. We were thrilled to find that the leaves had started to fall en-mass from the beautiful trees that surround our home. It was magical and for a split second I found myself seriously considering keeping Noah home with us all morning just to watch the leaves fall. I didn't of course, but we did enjoy watching the falling leaves all the way to school and back. When we got home we dashed to the front porch and sat on our wicker bench to continue to watch them fall. It was serene and wonderful and I decided that in spite of the cold, I really do love Autumn. I was so surprised when my giggly Ben started to fuss when I realized that I had let half an hour slip away snuggling on the porch and the children I babysit were going to be there soon and the remnants of breakfast were still in the kitchen and on the table (sad, I know!) He fussed uncharacteristically all the way through the morning dishes-- usually he loves to sit and watch me work and giggle at the bubbles-- he even fussed when I vacuumed up the remnants of the pancakes, one of his favorite tasks lately. He seemed so upset, but I just couldn't figure out what the problem was. He was jerking and jiggling and trying desperately to make me understand what it was that he was trying so hard to say. And then it hit me-- he wanted to continue to watch the leaves! I moved the porch bench away from the window and positioned him on our leather bench at the front window so he could watch while I worked. He googled and giggled and stared the morning away--literally. He sat there for a good hour, until the arrival of some of our friends finally distracted him enough to pull away. I've got an Autumn boy-- a miniature Thoreau... what a treat! I look forward to indulging his new interests and learning a lot along the way. Thank goodness for interesting morning and thank goodness for little friends who help us stop and remember that it is the little things, like a magical fall morning, that make life so very wonderful indeed.