Fall

We're in my absolute favorite season and my absolute favorite month. I wish the 80s would go away completely and it could be in the 70s all the time, but we'll get there. We had a great weeked with Bri here the whole time - it started out with doughnuts and then we went to a family fall festival. The girls went to their first wedding Saturday night and then Sunday held church and an entire afternoon and evening in the yard enjoying fresh air, the fire pit and roasted hot dogs and smores.

This week finds us in our now routine routine. Leah has school every day and on Tuesdays she has a kiddo gymnastics class; Hope's is on Wednesdays. Thursdays we try to hit a storytime.

I also know I'm a new mom but I feel like I'm not on top of anything - bills, the house, the girls' needs, the groceries, etc., let alone figuring out the big picture stuff we need to figure out. Everything's technically getting done evenutally but really half-as*ed. Does the fact that I'm sitting here having a few potato chips and some onion dip for breakfast because there's no bread, eggs or milk in the house tell you anything? I'm not even going to tell you what I resorted to for the girls! The guilt is just too great! :) One morning surely can't hurt them, right?

Leah's first Krispy Kreme

And Hope's

I TOUCHED a PIG!

Hope's first dance. A kind wedding guest made her night! Later our wonderful friend Roger danced with her and continued to keep the grin on her face!