what if it's bad

harry potter rocked my world

 

in a good way

 

i've read the books multiple times....

 

.....and am not embarrassed to say it

 

i cannot wait until the day henry and i will read the series together

 

(don't even talk to me about what i am going to do if he doesn't love books the way i do)

 

j.k has written a new book

 

 

and i'm pumped to read it

 

but

 

what if it's bad

 

"i'm so excited!  i'm so excited!  i'm. so. scared!!!!"

 

 

(and yes, i call her just 'j.k')

 

 



the observer

 

"daddy mow gwass!"

 

henry could seriously spend an entire afternoon watching stone mow the backyard

 

after stone is done, henry pushes his mini toy lawn mower

 

(or shopping cart. or tiny suitcase)

 

around the house mimicking his dad

 

such an observer this one

 

fingers crossed he observes an awesome science fair project someday and grows up to be a cancer curing scientist

 

if not, he always has lawn care to fall back on......

(henry watching stone mow the back yard....clothing is optional per usual for the mr.)




messing around

 

sometimes i just let him make a mess

 

 

 

if for no other reason than to watch him stare at the 'sex and the city' movie dvd cover for 2-4 minutes with a seriously confused look on his face

 

oh geez this kid puts a smile on my face!

 



too cute to boot *wink wink*

the days are shorter

the air is crisp

the leaves are changing

fall is here

so naturally i am on a mission to find the mr. a pair (or two) of kick ass boots

 

here are some options that i have put into my 'cart'

 

 



the hunters....

 

the livie and lucas....

 

decisions. decisions. decisions.

 

i never thought i would say this

(seriously. NEVER)

but i think shopping for henry is more fun than shopping for myself

 

i just had a breakthrough.....

right then

you were witness to it

 

 

sunday funday

 

 

stone took me to the colts game on sunday

 

it was a gay old time

 

beer, a hot dog (for stone) and a soft pretzel with nacho cheese (for me)

 

what more could a girl ask for!

 

perhaps a win from the home team....but apparently that is in fact too much to ask for

 

 

i tried to make friends with the lady sitting next to me

 

epic fail

 

i'm 92% sure she hated me

 

i think i might have been too chipper for her liking

 

what can you do....you can't win them all

 

at least i got to spend the day with my love!

 

(and a fun pre-game tailgate with great friends!...you know who you are E Family)



i'm loving....

 

 

*cooler nights....

i love having the windows open.  the crisp air makes me snuggle up under the covers.  it's so cozy

 

*recent purchases for mr. henry at H&M kids



grandpa cardigan with elbow patches.  need i say more?

 

*the new vase i bought to go on top of the piano  (or as henry would say 'pee-an-NO!')

 

 

(purchased at anthro)

 

*henry and charlotte dancing and smooching at the french market festival on saturday

 

 

sweet blonde babies

 

"party! party! party!"

 

anytime my nieces chloe and laney watch henry he gets super juiced about it

 

"coco and lala come over!?!?!?"

 

except he pronounces lala: 'wawa'

 

as it should be, he is learning all sorts of things from his older cousins

 

i think my favorite thing he has learned so far is fist pumping

 

yup

 

my almost two year old son fist pumps whilst yelling

 

"party! party! party!"

 

it's a real doozy

 

his only saving grace is that he doesn't have spikey gelled hair, a spray tan and terrible tribal tattoos 

 

 

fist pumping with chopsticks....

 

henry's a real fist pumping pioneer

 

(photo from the most recent hang out session with the girls)

 



a table....a yellow table at that!

 

i recently celebrated a birthday

 

(29 to be exact...i thought i was turning 28 when a friend was kind enough to remind me it was the ol 2-9.  thanks friend.  you know who you are....hurtful)

 

so back to the table

 

the yellow table

 

actually it's 'harvest gold', but that's neither here nor there

 

well it's there....on our back porch

 

 

isn't she a beauty!

 

custom made by my pops and uncle danny with a trough down the middle for ice & drinks

 

 

it's already been put to good use....many times

 

thank you dad (danny & ron too!) for making this little lady one seriously happy birthday girl

 

 



bloody sunday

 

 

(please forgive the mildly gross title)

 

 

yesterday was dubbed 'bloody sunday'

 

it was a day filled with an awesome bloody mary bar

 (provided by katie jean, babs & honey)

 

 

shrimp & grits, baked hush puppies and key lime pie

(provided by mi madre..and padre went to the grocery with her)

 

and hanging out in the 'parlor' in our bungalow

(we now refer to the front room in our home as the parlor...no electronics and a piano = a parlor)

 

somehow i managed to not take one photo after we cracked into the bloody mary bar

 

i shake my tipsy fist at you bloody mary!

 

my fall resolution...

 

(yes i am allowed to have a fall resolution)

 

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