And here I’m just trying to get home, and also wishing I’d cornered the market on mass-producing Catalonian flags.
File this under: ridiculous stuff your Mom agrees to buy when you let her sleep in a tiny bit and act like a pleasant, normal human for 30 minutes at the store. Life lessons, kid. You heard it here first.
Oh, Henry. You’re darn lucky to be so stinking cute. ❤️😉
I love November! 🍁🍂🍁
I’m afraid we’re creating unrealistic expectations for the level of attention Henry can expect to receive from firefighters. But it IS cute.
Here’s lookin’ at you! Happy Saturday! 💙💙💙
Good morning from the farmers market / playground!
A little more Italy for you fine party people. This street is in Volterra, a lofted town which honestly felt a bit spooky, filled with old souls and stories. We could have wandered much more than we did and still only scratched the surface.
So we went to Tuscany last week, and I took hundreds of photos and posted none of them, mostly because zen and the art of toddler maintenance took up 1000% of my daily energy. Now we’re back, and if you don’t mind a series of serious #latergrams, I’ll share some of my favorites here and there. ❤️