This past Saturday, we went to Cherry Crest Farm with our good friends, the Tatars. It was the third year in a row we have all gone together. Crazy to think that this time last year, we were carrying little newborn babies around with us.This year, it was fun to watch the little ones getting in on all the fun.
Our love our little fall tradition. CCF forever!
Walking like a boss. With a little downward facing dog thrown in for good measure.
It’s officially fall up in here. This means cooler weather, faster running, pumpkins, Octoberfest brews, and more fun, local festivals with friends. Here’s a quick look at this past weekend.
What was supposed to be a 18 miler, ended up being 12 due to blinding rain. Ran it easy and I kind of got lost running a new route. But it was fun and I forgot how much I love running in the rain.
Got a babysitter Saturday night and made it out with a few of my favorite boys.
Later Sunday, we met a ton of friends out for one of our favorite local events, the Chestnut Hill Fall for the Arts Festival. As you can see below, it was a sunny day. Either that, or we all blinked at the same time.
Quinn was thrilled to hang out with some of her favorite pals.
We finished the night off by inviting everyone back to our place for an Indian takeout feast. No pics since we were having too much fun. But here is a shot of Quinn cleaning up afterwards. Get it, Cinderella.
Hope you all had a wonderful weekend. Welcome fall!
A care package arrived yesterday from Grandma’s trip to Hawaii. Jeremy tied the bikini top on her and she kept running around talking about her “new breasts”.
A good post from one brave Mama.
I feel ambivalent about what many of us “in the club” refer to as Pinktober. I think there are a lot of companies slapping a pink ribbon here, there and everywhere, making huge profits, and donating a small fraction of those profits to breast cancer causes. I also think that The Face of Pinktober,…
Ruby’s been kind of walking for a couple of weeks now. And in true, 2nd child fashion, I have been lazy to document it.
When Quinn took her first steps at 13 months, she never stopped. She ceased crawling that day and never looked back. We were amazed at how quickly she picked it up and terrified at how much our lives changed.
Break. All. The. Things.
Ruby has taken a much more laid-back approach to walking (much like her personality). She takes a few steps, starts cracking up, topples over and then decides to crawl for the rest of the day. She’s not in any hurry to start running around the house. And to be honest, we are in no hurry either. So, we just let her go at her own pace.
I have tried to take a video a few times but she always refuses when I point the camera at her, so, no dice.
She does love cruising on the walls and furniture though. And Quinn loves to help her along, as you can see from the pics above. So, it’s really a matter of time. She’s getting more confident and her legs are sprouting at an alarming rate. Q & R both have the longest legs ever. Look at those stems!
So soon, but not too soon. That’s the motto around here these days.
It got really quiet and we all panicked, wondering what mischief they had gotten into…then, we found them quietly, happily putting together a puzzle. #wtf #whoskidsarethese #neighbors #friends