Driving through the neighborhoods, from cold walks towards hot cocoa; hearing a repeated, “oh look!” from the backseat as little blue eyes widen with christmas wonder at lit up houses & lawn ornaments.🎄
I love everything about the holidays, but possibly my most favorite is a long held tradition in my home - listening to john henry faulk’s christmas story. this sweet tale about a boy & his christmas orange will give you all the feels & remind you exactly what christmas is all about. i’ve added the link in my newest blog post along with a tutorial for christmas orange garland!
Advent boxes, gingerbread crumbs, “chawie brown” & ornaments. a few of baby’s favorite yuletide things.
We celebrated 4 years together this week. & by celebrated i mean pete was bedridden with the stomach flu & i spent the day disinfecting the house 😷. but our life together is so good. we have held hands in the darkest valleys & celebrated the highest highs. we have grown as individuals, making us stronger together. i was told once, “you have to want to be married, not just want to get married”, & honey i can’t wait to get & be married to you ❤️❤️❤️
Someone was so proud of himself for spotting the knit pattern on his sweater 🧡 & he should be, seeing as last week’s tot-school was all about patterns! week 2 is now in the books & on the blog. link in the bio.
You fell asleep on me today & it occurred to me that this glorious moment has not happened in quite some time. in between days of growing & learning & playing & wandering, you stopped sleeping on my chest. it is now that i find myself experiencing what it means when they say, “it doesn’t last forever”.
already i find myself torn, in constant tug of war with mind & heart. i daydream of all the things i can’t wait for us to do, yet i long for those days when you napped only in my arms, beads of sweat of your brow as your eyelids fluttered deep in sweet baby dreams. breathing in your scent: milk & lavender, notes of detergent from freshly laundered knits.
as you rustled & moved away from my outstretched arms trying to coerce you back to my heart, i found myself silently praying that this isn’t the very last time.
Lovely morning walk to the library. tiny, chilly hands (that refuse to wear more than one mitten) clutching a coloring page given to us by our postmaster during our weekly stop-in. wooden puzzles solved & yuletide books packed up & checked out as we make our way home to warm up with hot cocoa & a cuddle.
As much as this beautiful old stair rail would look so ig worthy dressed up in thick garland, the reality is it wouldn’t last three seconds with our cat.
A dreaming boy on the dreamiest bed linens 🌹
Don’t mind me, just quality testing these chocolate crinkle cookies & homemade cinnamon hot cocoa. it’s beginning to feel a lot like christmas in our home 🎄
Skipped our weekly play group to frolic through a sea of leaves, braving the brisk wintery wind that makes your lungs come alive.
With all the rain we’ve had, it’s been difficult to get into the christmas spirit. so when i saw a few flurries today, you can bet we threw on our christmas tops, cranked up burl ives, & started decorating the house 🎄