More (or, Puff, anyone?)

They say less is more.
But sometimes, more is more.
Here is more stuff from our lives.
Remember the blueberry muffins I told of in yesterday's post. Those golden muffins, dotted with deep blue gems of gooey goodness, warm from the oven, which provided a much needed Hallmark moment for Daniel and I?
Last night, after a very busy evening of teacher's meetings and family dinner and football practice and visiting with a friend, Daniel, who was relaxing on the couch, said, "I wann'a puff."
"A what? A puff?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"A cheese puff?" I inquired.
"No, a puff!"
He was becoming animated, and I knew in a few minutes he would be frustrated if I could not decode this word that, for him, was so obvious a thing.
What kind of puff could he mean?
Puff the Magic Dragon?
As far as I am aware, he has no idea about that movie, thank you Jesus.
Certainly he was not talking about taking up smoking!
"You want a puff to eat?" I asked gingerly.
"Yeah."
He wasn't giving very much away.
"Show me," I told him, hoping he could lead me to this mystical wisp, and peace would be restored to the land.
We went together to the kitchen and rifled through the cabinets, me pulling various snack foods out for approval and he frowning more deeply at each one.
All of a sudden, his eyes lit up.
He spotted the container we placed the muffins in earlier that day, and began chanting "Blueberry puffs! Blueberry puffs!"
Ahhhh. The light broke through, a heavenly chorus rang out and all was right with the world.
Blueberry muffins, saving the day yet again.
Isaac is playing tackle football again this year for the YMCA. It is the last year he will be able to do so. He is on a team with four of his classmates and other kids from the community. I love watching him practice and play. I am watching him grow into a young man right before my very eyes. Sixth grade seems to be going well so far, and there is a visible maturity in areas of schoolwork and responsibility from last year.
Josiah is loving second grade with Mrs. Harrison, but then, she is "magic." He is growing up, too, and he is very smart and creative. Another thing about him is he is always watching out for the little guys. I love that about him.
Joe and I are trying to recover from a pretty nasty stomach bug we both had this week. Definitely fluish. We are at least up and walking at this point. Hopefully, it gets better from here.
School is off and running, and I can't believe it is already almost October! I love this time of year. Even the school part of it!
The weekend is almost here. Game day, tomorrow, and Isaac will play a tough team. Next week we have off for a leadership conference our church is hosting, so I will get in some fall cleaning and laundry, but also on the agenda: walks with the boys, picnics under the tree, lots of board games and puzzles . . . and more muffins!