I woke up at 7:00 A.M., took a shower, dressed, and waited... for the rest of the house to get around. Angela even called me Grandpa due to my flannel shirt and zipped up sweater I am wearing over it.
Momma got ready and Maya and I made breakfast together. A perfect english muffin - one side covered in peanut butter, the other in jelly. The two never touched. While the intricate breakfast ritual was being perfomed by the shortest member of our family, Mommy and Daddy ate english muffins and eggs. Breakfast is my favorite part of Saturday.
And now we are off to the farmer's market. It is time for pumpkins on our porch
and cider on our lips. Fall is also my favorite part of Saturday.
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