Weather woes

Remember two days ago when it was cold? What in the world? This is the time of year when the weather makes me irritable. Because if it's going to get cold (and really, just chilly), it needs to stay that way for a while, instead of toying with me and going up and down sometimes twenty degrees.

 Anyway, let's live in the past and remember the weekend that made Milo and I wear sweatshirts and frolic outside.

Always moving.

Milo kept peeking his head around this half wall and telling me, "Heyyyyyy."

Cars shoes

Oh my, have we had some excitement around here. You see, Milo's had his eye on some Cars slippers for several months now. I literally can't even say Target without him telling me, "Cars shoes, Mommy." It's reached that level. Well, tonight Nate gave in (truth be told, he's the bigger sucker of the two of us, and I'm delighted to say it), and we came home with a pair of Cars slippers. Well, that is, after Milo ran all over Target in them first. He cried when I took them off to give him a bath, and when Nate was finally reading the Bible to him before bed, I could hear him whispering, "Cars shoes. Cars shoes." It doesn't take much. Just a $10 pair of slippers.

Car shoes and a free dog Milo calls "Woof" from family pictures at the carnival.



I know this picture is blurry, but you couldn't miss seeing this face.

Up close and personal

Milo was really busy while Nate was trying to shoot this video. After all, there were slippers to run in, a drum to stand on, and cars to move from the shelf to the counter. It's hard work being Milo, and don't you forget it. Also, don't forget that at the end of this video he literally uses the word "awesome." My thoughts exactly.

Never trust a pretty cream Cadillac

I don't frequently go out expecting any attention, unless it's for my adorable child. Take today, for example, when I threw my hair into a braided ponytail (a la Cabbage Patch dolls), put on a sweatshirt, and packed Milo into the jogging stroller for a nice, chilly-weather walk. In my world, sweatshirt + bad hair = invisible girl, but I'm not always right.

Since I moved to Texas, I've mastered the "I'm friendly but not overly so" wave for my neighbors and any passing cars who don't try to run us down. I threw out a handful of them as we walked, and Milo and I talked about the pretty cream Cadillac as it drove by us.

And then that pretty cream Cadillac backed halfway down the street and scared the bajeebas out of me. Suddenly, right next to me, a man was leaning out his window saying, "Hey, what's your name?"

"Kate?" Yes, I answered in the form of a question, because I was so startled and still remembering that I'm not allowed to talk to strangers (I've been a rule-follower since day one, people.).

"Well, Kate, do you live around here?"

Ohhhhh, okay. He needed directions. I get it. "Yeah, why? Are you lost?"
"Are you single? Married?"

And then it hit me. This man had backed his car all the way down the street to ask a sweatshirted, ponytailed girl pushing a child in a stroller if she was interested... HUH?

"MARRIED."

"Awww, that's no good. Okay. Later."

At least he had the decency to drive off when he found out I was married, right? I'm telling you, though, that must be my lucky strip of road, because it's the same place I was "one hell of a woman," too. But tell me this, what is it about rumpled women walking with children that makes random men think, "That's it, right there. She's the one."

October mornings

Good brisk, lovely October Monday morning to you! Hope your day is filled with singing, laughter, and lots of love.

Chasing balloons

We went to the VFW Carnival tonight to take family pictures, and just wait until I get them back to share. I'm so excited to see them! Until then, you'll have to be satisfied with a few shots of Milo, who ran circles around the house with his balloons for at least 20 minutes when we got home. I'm blaming it on a mix of cotton candy and overstimulation. It was pretty cute all the same.

I think part of the reason Milo was running was that I was trying so hard to take a picture.

He would wait for me right here, yell, "Mommy!" and then run as soon as I came around the corner.

And he's off...

Still running...

What bedhead?

Play time

 

Milo was all smiles and charm tonight - his friend Lily came over for dinner and a little play time in the yard. He couldn't have been more delighted to have someone to play on his slide with him!


Yes, he is literally saying, "Cheese!" Lily is saying something that sounds like, "What in the world is he doing back there?"

Remember Lily? She's so grown up - she'll be 1 tomorrow!

It's like Milo couldn't believe his luck.



I'm so glad Nate can't resist photo ops like this, right?

Anyway, hope you enjoy the pictures. This little adventure deserved a post all of its own.

Snapshots

It's the little things that make me happy, and I thought I'd show you a few things that are making my days.

Salted caramel mocha creamer. I seriously look forward to getting up and having my coffee with this.

Our little Sukka - we're eating outside every night for a week to celebrate, and so far, so good.

Excellent decorations, thanks to Ann's wedding last year.



The simple beauty in nature's color.

Brioche knit. Oh my word, it's one of the best things I've learned in the last month.

Leopard - my favorite neutral. It makes even the most mundane a little more fun.

Just some snapshots of what I could share. Other intangible things I love - the fact that Milo calls his feet "feeps" and sings Yahweh during any quiet moment in his day. The sound of Nate and Milo laughing and talking as Nate lays Milo down for the night. My dogs, as annoying as they are, sitting right under my chair as I type this. Nate providing for our family completely (we joked tonight about how the only thing I know about our finances is that there's a difference between "Don't spend any money," and "Okay, seriously, we really can't buy anything right now."). The fact that my brother-in-law is finally home from the military, so I know he's that much safer every day. Laying my head down on the pillow at night, snuggling up beside Nate, and feeling completely satisfied, cozy, and cared for. I'm a happy girl.