Right now, I hear the rain tip tapping on the living room window. . .and I am reminded [again] that it's time to take out the air conditioners, because fall is officially here. . .
Jack and I stood at the bus stop [can you officially call it that if it's right outside your doorstep?] this morning watching small yellow leaves fly with the wind. The Mama in me made him wear a jacket this morning. . .but thought better of it while standing outside. . .it's still a little warm, I said. Maybe you didn't need a jacket this morning. He smile, That means the jacket is working. So wise. . .
A busy weekend. But so happy. Making happy house progress. . . The kind that leaves you comatose by evening. . . eating dinner at 8 o'clock. . . and sleeping like a stone through the night. Bone weary happy.
A lovely pile outside for the garbage men this morning [although they may think differently. . .sorry, garbage guys]. After a whirlwind cleaning in the basement. Making room. Not just the shuffeling of stuff, but actually simplifying. . .and making space for our newest Zeli.
Sam has a new work area. . . and we made space to store furniture in the basement temporarily.
Cleaned out Lukey's room to make room for his big boy bed (coming next week. . .yay!). Moving around his train table and giving him more floor space. Moved out the rocking chair for the baby's room. . .
Cleaned out the coffee room. . .which can unofficially be called the nursery. This morning Sam left the little Christmas story leg lamp on for me to see. . .it really is starting to look like a nursery. I'm starting to see it in my mind. . . the rocking chair beside the window, so I can sit during the sleepy night feedings and watch the snowflakes fly. . . and hoping to find a tiny table to put beside it. . . the crib next to the radiator. . . and maybe, maybe room for a changing table (fingers crossed). So a trip to St. Vincent DePaul's is planned for tomorrow. . .I have sweet little vintage pieces in my mind's eye (coffee table, bedside table for Luke, and tiny table next to baby's rocking chair). . . Just need to work out the details. . . those sweet little details that will make the room truly his.
Feeling happy, content.
Wishing we could just stay inside today. . .and drink hot tea. . .cuddle on the couch and finish baby's blanket (two rows to go!).
But little Luke is looking forward to school today. . . so I will grocery shop. . . and dream. . .
Jack and I stood at the bus stop [can you officially call it that if it's right outside your doorstep?] this morning watching small yellow leaves fly with the wind. The Mama in me made him wear a jacket this morning. . .but thought better of it while standing outside. . .it's still a little warm, I said. Maybe you didn't need a jacket this morning. He smile, That means the jacket is working. So wise. . .
A busy weekend. But so happy. Making happy house progress. . . The kind that leaves you comatose by evening. . . eating dinner at 8 o'clock. . . and sleeping like a stone through the night. Bone weary happy.
A lovely pile outside for the garbage men this morning [although they may think differently. . .sorry, garbage guys]. After a whirlwind cleaning in the basement. Making room. Not just the shuffeling of stuff, but actually simplifying. . .and making space for our newest Zeli.
Sam has a new work area. . . and we made space to store furniture in the basement temporarily.
Cleaned out Lukey's room to make room for his big boy bed (coming next week. . .yay!). Moving around his train table and giving him more floor space. Moved out the rocking chair for the baby's room. . .
Cleaned out the coffee room. . .which can unofficially be called the nursery. This morning Sam left the little Christmas story leg lamp on for me to see. . .it really is starting to look like a nursery. I'm starting to see it in my mind. . . the rocking chair beside the window, so I can sit during the sleepy night feedings and watch the snowflakes fly. . . and hoping to find a tiny table to put beside it. . . the crib next to the radiator. . . and maybe, maybe room for a changing table (fingers crossed). So a trip to St. Vincent DePaul's is planned for tomorrow. . .I have sweet little vintage pieces in my mind's eye (coffee table, bedside table for Luke, and tiny table next to baby's rocking chair). . . Just need to work out the details. . . those sweet little details that will make the room truly his.
Feeling happy, content.
Wishing we could just stay inside today. . .and drink hot tea. . .cuddle on the couch and finish baby's blanket (two rows to go!).
But little Luke is looking forward to school today. . . so I will grocery shop. . . and dream. . .
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