I met at their house on a hot, muggy day in June. The storm clouds were rolling in from the distance, but for now…the sun was shining just for us. We talked about the thrill of not finding out if they were to bring home a son or a daughter. We laughed about the differences between single and baby life….
Keeping up with all the baby pics! I cannot stress enough how much I adore family photos. There’s never a terrible time to take them and there’s never any regret that they happened–only when they don’t. Time is fleeting and we have no grasp on how important every day is until it’s too late. Miss Alayna’s grandmother and great-grandmother wanted…
A couple weeks ago, I posted that babies are everywhere. I wasn’t kidding…or complaining. Look at those cheeks! And that sweet, soft skin. The wrinkles; the rolls. Tiny toes, smaller fingers, precious new life. Instant adoration by big brother and such a strong love from mom and dad. Yeah, I think I can get used to all these babes.
I love Mondays. And Tuesdays. I enjoy Wednesdays and really like Thursdays. But Fridays? Fridays are my jam. They are my productive day of getting stuff done so I can play all weekend. They are the swirly, hand-blown Murano glass bowl that awaits a delicious scoop of Saturday and delightfully hefty topping of Sunday. Everything is food. And all food…
Playing catch-up…I kind of like it?! Means that good stuff has happened along the way and there are simply not enough hours in the day to get all the good stuff and work accomplished, so…sorry, Work, but you gots to go…catch ya on the flip side, right!? 😉 But, eventually, all good things come to an end and it’s back…