Here are a few highlights from the past few weeks.
I love fall, I mean really who doesn't? But, Fall in the south is weird. It is not very Fall like. It is hot. The leaves do not change colors or fall and if you aren't paying attention to the door decorations, you may just miss it. Thank goodness for pumpkin patches! Pumpkin patches are like the one stop shop for all your fall festive feeling needs. They bring the fall to the fall less! Pumpkins, cider, hayrides, goats, apple butter, those weird corn stock things, and mums, lots and lots of mums. I was so excited to take Finley to the pumpkin patch. She is only six months old, but I love watching her experience new things, new things like goats and giant orange vegetables, or are pumpkins fruit? gourds?, well whatever. We stuffed/dressed Finley in a pumpkin shirt, Halloween tutu, and matching stripe tights and went to a pumpkin patch in Charleston. It was 100 degrees out and turns out the pumpkin patch was right on the side of a busy road, not quite the fall farm scene I had pictured, but it was sufficient. Most of the attractions were for kids 2+, but that didn’t stop us from waking Finley up from her nap and over enthusiastically parading her around to see the goats, the bunnies, the scarecrows and the PUMPKINS! We will definitely continue this tradition. Here are a few pictures, I wish I could have taken more, but Finley was just learning to sit up, so Brian was close by squatting down in catch-her position and Finley, well Finley was more interested in the eating hay then posing for the camera:
Atlanta:
Every once in a while I have to travel to Atlanta for work. It is only about 4 hours away, so it is a nice weekend trip. Brian always comes with. I work all day Saturday, but Sunday we sleep in, go to brunch, and stroll through stores. This was the first trip to Atlanta with Finley and since I was working the majority of the time, that meant Brian was on baby duty. It is really crazy to me how far we have come as parents in six months. I mean when we first brought Finley home just the thought of having to get Fin in and out of the carseat and packing the diaper bag with all the “how to survive in the wild” necessities, was enough to keep us home. But now we bounce all over the place with The Fin in tow and while it works best when we can tag team baby girl together, we both feel confident enough to take her on alone.
Brian drove Finley up to Atlanta by himself, I had to ride the bus with a group I was hosting.... Everything went great, she slept. All was well until Brian had to stop to use the restroom. How does one go to the bathroom at a gas station with a baby girl in tow? He didn’t know, so he just didn’t go. I didn’t know what to tell him, I still haven’t figure out the answer. If you know please share.
I met up with them at the hotel. We love hotel rooms. We love the BIG BIG beds. We love room service. We love watching tv (in bed) and not having to think about the dishes in the sink or the laundry in the dyer. We love forced relaxation!
Family:
We are so lucky to have families willing to travel so far to come spend time with us! 9 hours for my mom and 900 hours for Brian's mom and dad. It is always so good to have them here and we wished they lived closer, like across the street closer. Maybe someday. Here are some of my favorite moments from the past two weeks:
Chalkboard!:
Playing with Grams:
Finley was pretty sick while Grams was here, she wasn't her giggly goofy self, but Grams got her laughing a few times.
The Jewish food festival:
The weather was perfect and the food was amazing! Vendors lined the sidewalks in Forsyth Park and we strolled through sampling all sorts of crazy delicious food. I wasn't sure if I liked corn beef before the festival, now I know I do!
Speaking of food...
Between my mom and Brian's mom were really spoiled. It was amazing to come home to dinner each night and we will be eating off of the frozen leftovers in my freezer for the next month! Thanks moms!
The Hurst Ghost Tour:
It was cold, it was dark and it was just scary enough. Finley stayed awake for most of it, I guess that was the scariest part. I kept waiting for her to start screaming (from being tired, ghosts stories don't phase her), but she didn't make a sound, she just looked around, curious eyes wide open. We didn't see any ghosts, and for that I am grateful.
Finley's naps:
Finley has Grandma Jackie just were she wants her to be and the is holding on to her. Finley figured out that pretty quick how to convince Grandma J. that she needed to be held 90% of the time and most definitely at nap time. I came home one day to find Jackie rocking Fin, apparently she had been doing so for two hours while that little stinker slept, but it made me so happy to find them snuggling together. Finley is only going to be little once, why should she have to sleep anywhere but on a lap? She has the rest of her life to sleep in a bed.
Life's been busy, I don't see it slowing down anytime soon, but I can't think of a better kind of busy to be, than busy with family!
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