Chicken cutlet parmigiana made with sauce that I made over the summer, and canned was so delicious. I love when something comes together effortlessly. I had all of the ingredients on hand. The house smelled so good. The sauce took me right back to August.
Olivia and Charlotte both had sleepovers. I am never quite at ease when one of my girls isn't home. Their empty rooms made me sad. I put their nightlights on, because they looked too dark. Too quiet.
Charlotte gave me a snow globe. An early Christmas present. She and I sometimes have a hard time understanding one another, but she always knows what I like. She is funny that way. She pays attention to the little stuff. Just not directions.
I noticed buds on our Forsythia bushes. The mild weather has tricked them into thinking it is time to bloom. I ceased the opportunity to go out, and hack off a bunch of branches, and stick them in water, hoping I can force them. I still am in denial that Summer is truly over.
All in all, it was a fast two days. I love the excitement of Friday, and all the possibilities that lay ahead. But I do love when the bus pulls away on Monday.
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