cold as ice

the first day of fall came and went with not much change in the temperature or clothing selection. today, however, its a fantastic 54 degrees outside and we're breaking out the long sleeves to wear to church. my kids could not be more excited. for some reason, they have been asking to wear long sleeves and sweaters for weeks now. finally they get their chance.but what will they wear?! its a hard decision, with all of these new things to choose from! that little man was so happy when i told him that after church he could change in to another long sleeved shirt (one that would not require an iron or the words "dont get dirty") -i fear the laundry that follows all the wardrobe changes that accompany this season change.

sis went out to ride her bike this morning (at 7:30 because shes crazy) not expecting anything different from last night when she was wearing sorts and a t-shirt. after only a few minutes she came running back inside with snot dripping from her nose. i told her she was gross, and asked what in the world she was doing. "well, i had to blow it out because i was afraid it was frozen in there," she simply explained. its gonna be a long hard winter. except, i guess she wont be riding her bike at 7:30 am when its 5 below. if she was doing that, i would voluntarily submit my letter of resignation and join the ranks of failed mothers.

im fairly sure that pancho (the big black labrador retriever that lives in my house) is depressed. he skulks around the house from one place to the next and flops himself down with a big sigh. the only excitement i have seen out of him today was when sissy held the cat up to his face and taunted him with the notion of possibly having a play mate. that big dog bounced and wagged all over the place. awfully sure that the cat was not having as much fun, i strongly encouraged sis to put her down. she looked like one of those halloween cats with their back arched and tail sticking up (and shes all black) running around the house scared to death. i dont know where she is now, shes in hiding. terrified, im sure, of the little girl who threatened to hand her over to the monster-dog.

so far, sunday morning has been pretty entertaining around here. so much awaits us with church, baking, chiseling and very possibly, football.

(oh, there goes the cat. shes fine. gazing, dreaming, wishing sitting in the window imagining a life outside these walls)