We were thankful for:

Naps at Grandma's

 

Hanging with family

First ring pops

New slippers

Everytime I peel an apple with a knife, I think of SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE

In other movie likeness news- check out Miller's sweet new Lloyd Christmas haircut.  :)

Here's to you, yours and a delicious turkey!

 

Hug.  Eat.  Share.  Enjoy.

How do you procrastinate dusting your home?

Apparently, I do it by organizing the pile of coupons above our fridge into new magnetic pockets.  Hmm, I wonder what else can I accomplish by wasting time...

 

{Pay no attention to the dingy ol' fridge or that we have a million del taco coupons waiting to be used.}

{Someone else wanted to organize too.}

Everything I wear ends up smelling like spoiled milk

It's so worth it.

 

I hope you have a wonderful, spoiled milk filled weekend too! :)

Esty Falling for Fall

We've been watching FANTASTIC MR. FOX everyday at lunchtime for the last month now.  It's the only movie we've found that winds Miller down to help settle into naptime.

It also helps to settle me since I love me some Wes Anderson, George Clooney, Jason Schwartzman, Meryl Streep, Bill Murray, woodland creatures and autumn.

{original watercolors by Dimdi}

{custom pillows & prints by Cozy Blue}

{clutches by Lolis' Creations}

{jewelry by Pinking-Edge Designs}

{plush animals by Sleepy King}

{silkscreened ties by Toybreaker: Cyberoptix Tie Lab}

Guess who has 10 pounds of fresh apples in her fridge?

Four years in and our annual Autumn trip just keeps getting better and better.

I know I'm not the only woman in the world balancing life, work, relationships and a toddler who refuses to nap, eat, wear clothes, or get his diaper changed.   But some days I feel truly alone in the madness.  It's temporary, easily manageable and lacks a genuine grip on my heart, but it's loud none the less.

Today's been a rough day.  Itunes is doing its best to drown out the Miller whines behind me. 

I am blessed to have such a fantastic partner in all of this.  Evan keeps me grounded when all I want to do is float away.  Evan keeps me dancing when all I want to do is crawl back into bed.  Evan takes our half naked sweaty, screechy kid for walks so I can finally finish my coffee at 4:30pm.

Today's been a rough day. 
But I not alone. 
And that makes me rougher. 

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