pace of fall, my own cheerleader

The soup did get made, some of the leaves got raked, more fell, 10 minutes of yoga were sneaked in when the dad came home, one birthday card was mailed, a walk was taken, fun was had. The baby is fed & hydrated, well rested & clean. And happy, as far as I can tell. I am at least fed & hydrated. I am happy. Things do happen, just slowly, and mostly attached at the hip, and stomach, chest and shoulder. I never accomplish quite as much as I'd like, but also not as little as I fear.