Last week was my birthday. 34. And I wanted to write a post but it’s been one of the busier weeks that I’ve had in a long time, so here I am, a week later, trying to figure out what it is I wanted to say in the first place before I dive into roasted green beans and the best sweet potatoes ever. What was it? What’s important to record here anyway? Anything, everything, that’s how this blog has always been. When I’m driving around town, here and there, listening to music (at the moment, the new Mumford and Sons), the ideas are always right at my fingertips. Then I sit here and they all escape me.
A new (birth) year is a time to reflect though, and note what’s really important, and the shedding away of what’s just not. I’ve been giving that some thought. So here goes.
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hey! hi! it’s me! at target! as i began writing this, i had to look back to see which number this was (13!!!) and it occurred to me i should maybe do a framed photo collage of the boys in target mirrors through the ages. i have plenty. anyhow, this was the first time i’ve been to target since… maybe the spring?! how is that possible? i don’t know, but I WAS GIDDY. (that’s not a joke.) and when i walked in (day after halloween) and saw that (some of) their christmas stuff was out, i actually didn’t feel like scrooge but was totally like ‘bring it.’ if they’d been pumping evergreen perfume through the air vents and blasting mariah carey’s ‘all i want for christmas is you’ that would’ve only sealed the deal for me. the deal being: target is the greatest place on earth. now let’s go! (p.s. 
two weeks ago, we ventured south. not so far south, just a few hours, to the totally fantastic new york city. in doing so, i discovered (and not for the first time) that it’s just too close to go as infrequently as we do. add to that, the city is equal parts exhilarating, and exhausting, (oh, and expensive) and always has more to discover than you’re able to do in one (or one hundred) visits. and so, i want to go again, and again. and again.
Halloween has come and gone! Ours was really great. The weather was perfect–not so cold that you felt like you had to put a jacket over the costume (or, better yet, somehow shove one underneath those onesie polyester costumes like you’re packing a sausage link). Also, Anders was so, so adorable. He’d say trick-or-treat so happily at every house and then his thank you, which always sounds more like, “geh you!” Parker was a black power ranger, and the battle axe was a last minute add-on. Anyway, hope yours were great and you have a good weekend!
Days with this beautiful little boy are some of my very favorites. He is so freaking cute lately, so chatty, and so funny. I’m compiling funny things he’s said lately for one big post, so I won’t put any here now, but suffice it to say he cracks us up often. Hope you all have a great weekend.
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