Quiet

It's Saturday night and all is quiet in the house, except for the sound of Hille snoring. I find it comforting, really. He's so big and round and warm. And sometimes he shares chips with me.

Alyce and Shira are in bed, Matt is working in his on the computer downstairs, copyediting a book on prison psychiatry. I'll let him know you're jealous. I have things I could do tonight, but instead I'm just sitting here, enjoying the quiet (and the snoring).

I hope you are all enjoying a lovely Saturday. I spent most of my time at home puttering and cleaning for Spring, which will be here any minute, I can just feel it. I spent at least an hour in the kitchen with my new mixer and we (the mixer and I) made pumpkin bread and granola (for the granola recipe you'll need to visit Jess at Sweet Amandine, whose recipes I use so frequently, she probably thinks I'm stalking her.) To be fair, the mixer was not involved in the granola-making, unless you count moral support, which I do. Alyce, who by all accounts seems to be growing up faster than it pleases her mama, spent the afternoon eagerly painting yesterday's macaroni art. Shira spent the day snacking, nibbling, and looking for trouble. So nothing was really going on around here, but it was just the way I liked it.

Someone replaced my tiny Alyce with a larger replacement.

Shira recommends the peas and shredded cheese. And whatever else is in the kitchen.

I also wanted to thank all of you for stopping by lately. So many of you have offered encouraging words and I want you to know how much it means to me. I came to this blog craving community and some creative space, but I didn't expect it to stick. But like it or lump it, I'm going to keep writing. Can't wait to see more of you!