
Leftovers
Hunting for pinecones for Finney's preschool class so the kids can turn them into mini Christmas trees, replete with gaudy, gilded decorations--and their parents can treasure them for years

The boundless energy that comes prepackaged in three-year-old boys
Coffee, that sweet, redemptive elixir
A crackling fireplace on a chilly night
Naps
Bacon--as much and as often as possible

Bundling beautiful babies in blue buntings
Johnny Cash's bass lines and June Carter's unapologetic warmth
The company (and generous help) of good friends and family

Fruity drinks with little umbrellas while on "date night" with my hunky husband
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