Autumn (or Fall, for my trans-Atlantic readers). I hate it. My Instagram feed is full of people looking happy in cable-knit sweaters and kicking through leaves with their cherubic ruddy-cheeked children. Slow-cooker suppers and cinnamon lattes and plans for Halloween and Bonfire Night parties and cosy nights in. But I make no excuses for being a miserable old bat when it comes to this time of year.
Alpha Mummy loves Autumn – of course she does.
Alpha Mummy loves:
- crisp sunny days
- scrunching through the fallen leaves
- hot chocolate and marshmallows
- cosy knits
- movies and snuggles on the sofa with the kids
- homemade root vegetable stews and foraged fruit crumbles
- cuddling up on dark evenings with Alpha Daddy.
Beta Mummy is not so keen:
- sunny days are nice, but it’s bloody BALTIC
- fallen leaves are often disguising dog shit
- ok ok hot chocolate with marshmallows is nice. Especially with a shot of amarettto – you’re welcome.
- cosy knits look frumpy and lumpy on a less than slender frame
- the kids will not sit still for a whole movie, and talk through all the best bits
- the kids will not eat food that is “all mixed up”
- there is no Alpha Daddy. Or Beta Daddy. Sigh.
Yes, I know, I’m being a grump. I’m sorry. I should embrace the season – and I do love that we have distinct seasons in England. I just really hate the short days and dark evenings – I find it so restrictive as I don’t like going out after dark. Is it just me?! All tips and ideas for enjoying the gloom most appreciated…