countdown and fall things.

The countdown is on; twenty six days until we have a three year old.  Fewer days until her party (and Halloween).  Slightly more until Thanksgiving, Christmas, and a cruise through the tropics.  I can't believe how quickly this year has passed me by.

Peanut has her first big cold.  Evidently, that part of motherhood never gets any easier.  Hearing how hard it is for her to just breathe makes me ill.  It's a sad day when so few dimpled smiles are seen around here.

Yesterday, my mom and I took the girls to the pumpkin patch.  It was the last good day to squeeze it in before Halloween.  Bunnies, corn bin, and a giant, mean slide (I have the bruise to say so).  Hayrides, caramel apples, and pumpkin pickin'.  It was like a little piece of Ruby Heaven.  My version of such happiness included the beautiful weather, such glee on wee ones' faces, and a pumpkin pie latte.

Jimmy and I have had some recent revelations concerning life and are excited to move forward with whatever the future holds.  I think next year has the potential to be fairly chaotic and exciting.

I do know that this week has been extremely jam-packed with trivial things to bigger-sized things and the neglected entity was the house.  I also have failed to be any type of social with the exception of a few photography sessions.

Somehow, pumpkin snickerdoodles found their way into my oven and subsequently into my thighs.  And the Cardinals are proving people wrong with each passing day.  All is okay with the world.

a little redbird love

Oh, and the girls and I went hiking with views like this:

It's hard to allow the small things to bother you when surrounded by such life.

Rubyisms:

Ruby said to me, "Mom, there is something wrong with my tummy."  When I inquired about why her stomach was bothering her, she said, "There's a granola bar stuck in it."  Followed by some fairly dramatic grunting.

Ruby came up to Eisley the other day and said, "Hey Eisley, know what?  Fish are gooood swimmers."  How's that for a random tidbit of information?

And my favorite, "Ruby came up to me, stroking my arm and said, "You're the best mommy ever."