He loves to look at trucks. The little one, although I guess the big one, too. You can tell a truck is passing the house based on the squeal of joy.
It was definitely a week to buy flowers at the store. Perfectly bright and happy.
Of course Hugo finds them irresistible, too. How does he get up on that table?
One bowl, two uses. Cole slaw and some homemade bread.
I will never tire of being my children's favorite (notice Selma's nose sniffing my head... those of you who have visited know she is obsessed with deodorant and shampoo, neither of which she gets much of in these parts. Lucky for her, it was a shampoo morning).
The girls' room just might be the best spot in the house. Quiet, peaceful, and perfect for reading. Everyone knows to go there when they need a solitary moment.
There is nothing like some cool autumn air to get me baking. Wild blueberry pie, complete with fancy schmancy lattice top.
Zosia was home with a cold, and these two just played and played and went about their day side by side. I love it. All of it.