Today, I'm linking up with Anne and Kristen.
Picking... out a few Thanksgiving books for our nightly reading. I bought Wells a few Christmas books last year and generally buy him a new one for each holiday but I don't get the point of buying babies a bunch of books. Sure, you can start a collection until maybe early preschool-age, but they won't get much out of them for the first two years. He likes finger puppet books and lift-a-flap books, and bonus points if they rhyme.
Preparing... the house for Christmas. Looking at my pile of Christmas decorations just makes me want to cry happy tears and overwhelmed tears at the same time. This is the third house in three years that I'm supposed to find a spot for everything. Holiday decorating would be somewhat easier if everything could go in the same spot every year. Not to mention I need to set it up in a way that is toddler-proof.
I do generally get at least one something new each year, so the pile has grown a lot in 10 years. Many are family decorations I've gotten from home and/or gifts from family and friends as well.
I could write a book (a book, guys) about what it was like to decorate for Christmas year after year, wondering if we'd have a kid to decorate for someday. It still doesn't quite feel real.
Trying... to figure out what Scout is thinking. Caption this for me.
Scott was eating a cucumber and he handed the whole thing to Wells and Wells just started gnawing away because it was cold and his teeth hurt, we supposed. He didn't actually eat it. He left a trail down his shirt (and all over the floor) of chewed-up cucumber.
Feeling... overwhelmed? Just overwhelmed. This isn't new.
Following... my own instincts.
Yesterday a neighbor told me it was too cold to be out with a "baby".
All I could think to say was that He's been out in much colder than this, much younger than this.
Which is true. And this is what I meant by When the people of Pittsburgh go indoors for the winter, I'll be able to walk my dogs in peace.
