My new mantra: happy toddler = happy life.
A perfect day with our pumpkin, who has a newfound love for wagons.
This weekend we played with leaves, picked up pinecones and enjoyed those last rays of sunshine before it got too cold to stay out.
And then we went inside and helped ourselves to warm mugs of hot apple cider. Milk for the little one, who will be two in a couple short months.
In my eyes, he is still so much a baby, but when I look at these photos, I can also see a boy.
Oh, how I wish time would slow down.
Happy fall to you all!
After years of Chicago staring at us from our bucket list, we finally get to check it off.
But not without thanks to our dear friends, Paul and Melina, who decided to have their wedding close by and to our amazing family who watched Quentin for us while we spent the weekend away. Thank you!
Here was our weekend in a couple of snapshots…
A drive-by shot of Wrigley Field. Where can you park around there?!The John Hancock Center was surrounded in clouds when we arrived, so no observatory for us. Womp womp. We left for the D.C. airport at 4:30 a.m., so when we finally made it into the city, we were understandably pretty hangry. Uno Pizzeria & Grill to the rescue… Pizzas apparently take 35-45 minutes to make, so you can order up front while you wait for a table to open. I’m usually a thin-slice pizza kind of gal, but I must admit this deep dish won me over. I don’t even want to tell you how much we paid to park in this garage for a couple of hours on a Friday afternoon in the city. Too much is all you need to know. Our first glance at Cloud Gate aka the Bean in beautiful Millennium Park. We had plans to visit the Field Museum and explore the harbor, however, the weather had other plans for us. It started with a mist, then a sprinkle, and finally a downpour. By the time we turned around and made it back to the car, we were soaked. We decided to skip the museums (sopping clothes is no fun) and made our way to Mundelein, where our friends would be getting married. The breathtaking bride and her niece, Molly. Reunited with Pauly, and it feels so good! Paul and Melina’s first dance. I love how the bride was so emotional during the day (the sweetest thing to watch) and how everyone talked of Paul’s huge and wonderful heart. It’s hard to express the pride and joy you feel as you watch your close friend, whom you used to see and hang out with every.single.weekend for six years of your life, find someone they absolutely adore and marry. It was an honor. We wish you all the best in this new and exciting adventure. xoxo.
These are only five out of a million. Happy father’s day, we love you!