Since Parker has been going to school a few days a week, I get some one-on-one time with this little guy. It’s so strange, and so fun, to have him all to myself. Likewise, it’s nice for him to have me all to himself. (And, if I time that nap correctly, to have some time all to MYself too. EVERYONE IS HAPPY!) (P.S. Throwback picture of Parker in this same spot when I was very pregnant with Anders!)We went to one of our favorite cafes and Anders got a raspberry yogurt (he’s used to plain, so this is actually a huge treat) and I got a cappuccino and a bacon, egg, and cheese croissant. I daresay I had the better breakfast.We need to work on our selfies, Anders.I promise he was happier than this picture would suggest to be sitting there bib-less eating his very own yogurt feeling like such a big guy.These fall days start out so chilly and then creep into the 60s by mid-day and are so perfect. As long as the sun comes out, I’m happy. I hate the endless cloudy ones. We have sun in the forecast for the foreseeable future. Scarf weather! Although, it’s like off-on-off-on with it. I’m always in layers and my car is filled with jackets for the boys and myself that we’ve discarded when the weather turns by a mid-afternoon playground visit. In one day the weather can fluctuate like 30 degrees.After, we went to the library where I returned a whole stack of books and took some more out while Anders played with Duplos. It’s a short and sweet time before we go get the big brother (who, honestly, I miss when he’s in school! Oh the torture of motherhood.)
Andrea says
Where are your shoes from?!
bridget says
vans slip ons!
Rachel says
For some reason, I keep reading this title as, “The One With The Littlest” and I keep thinking, “How Friends-y of her.” Ha ha. I’ve had this same exact thought and response more than once when I’ve clicked on your blog today. Ha ha. I need more sleep!