We call it roasting. Telling stories, recalling memories, in funny yet loving ways.
It makes a home. It makes us cry. It makes us happy inside.
The beginning of this autumn season I’m enjoying the sounds of happy kids.
But not for long.
In 5 days.
Autumn brings beautiful colors, weather, a supernatural feeling that’s hard to describe.
But I know what’s coming next.
I’m glad we will have one chicklet left in the home.
The laughter will not cease, it will just be less.
Does Autumn bring less laughter to your home or more?