On Sunday Morning

I woke up with Ethan. We looked out the front window and saw the beauty of Fall.

 Henry wanted to make bread with the leftover pumpkin puree from our Halloween pumpkins.

While the bread was baking and filling our home with the scent of pumpkin, Cinnamon and nutmeg, Zoey and I watched Frosty the Snowman from bed. It felt like being home for the holidays.

Henry sliced the bread for all of us to eat.

There was even pumpkin left over to make a dozen pumpkin muffins.

A beautiful and tasty morning.