That's me and my baby 11 months ago. Wow, how things change.
A friend and I were discussing the other day that autumn brings on some strong feelings. Not too long ago, really, 3-5 generations maybe, our ancestors would be preparing our homes for winter, seeing to the basic needs of food and shelter from the cold and facing months with no interaction with anyone but family. Maybe it's this history that finds me wanting to stay home with my family snuggled under blankets, cook food that's meant to be eaten hot, and make my home pleasant for our family. I think autumn kicks in the nesting instict.
I made a roast chicken today and did lots of laundry. It smells like fall at my house!