It seems like the birds were quiet all summer, and now that fall is upon us, they've tuned their voices once more.
I like a quiet morning, alone with the tea kettle warming while the rest of the family sleeps.
It's a rare situation and doesn't last long. "I found you," says Hattie, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
And the tenor changes. I'm no longer just a girl in the quiet, but a mama in the morning routine.
Being a mama is the joy of my life, but it's pleasant to sometimes be just a girl. To relish the quiet, before a busy day starts racing along.
By the way, we took Adele to her six-month check up yesterday and found her to be throughly growing. :) She's in the 75th percentile for length and head circumference, and 50th for weight.
Those percentiles are a little funny. If you say without much thinking, you might say that Adele is 75% longer than all the other babies - and of course, that wouldn't be true at all.