Ollie. In his new favorite hoodie.
I’m so glad I had my iPad to capture this stream of consciousness from Oliver (with a little help from Miles.) My heart, it melts.
I didn’t take many pictures today…it’s hard to find inspiration sometimes. So you’ll have to settle for this picture of Miles (who is obsessed with that sweatshirt from my sister) and the Mr Potato Head that he put together at the gym daycare. (How I love our gym’s daycare! Except they never want to leave, so that can be tricky.)
This picture cracks me up. I was taking maternity and family photos for my friend Mary Catherine and her sister (they’re due about the same time) and when Mary Catherine expressed her concern that she might not look pregnant in this dark shirt, I snapped this to assure her that yes, she does in fact look like she’s about to give birth.
(Excitingly, her c-section is scheduled for MY BIRTHDAY! Best present ever!)
I want to knock this post out as soon as possible because if there’s anything I hate, it’s reading blog posts about holidays WAY after the holidays. So here we go…
We went to my Aunt Deanne and Uncle Bob’s house for Thanksgiving. I made my very first apple pie, even though I prefer my apples uncooked. It was beautiful, if I may say so myself, and not too shabby, taste-wise. I have to confess I used a store-bought crust, and that’s pretty much what made it so beautiful, so don’t be terribly impressed.
Some pictures from the day…
So then after dinner, my crazy Uncle Bob (as is his custom) climbs this really tall tree and puts a star up. I swear, my palms sweat just thinking about it. But thankfully, the evening did not end with a 911 call. The boys were very concerned watching it.
And that was pretty much it for the day. It was lovely and relaxing and was great to see family, as usual.