Hot Cocoa Mornings

This morning we awoke to the first true hint of the impending winter. Frost gently laced the windows and the gasping fingers of icy air snaked around our sock-adorned toes.

I have been waiting for this day.

Not because I enjoy the cold (heavens no), and not just because I am eager to break out all of the winter clothes I have spent the summer procuring (although I am).

It is because it is now officially Hot Cocoa Season.

And this morning we savored the first whipped-cream topped mug....

We all got a little mustache.

And some had their own tricky ways of drinking it in.

Now the sun is greeting us and the frost is disappearing. The mugs are drained and the kids are playing.

And now I must busy myself with pulling out our winter wear...