Baby T and I are spending the last week of my maternity leave snuggled up before I face the reality that I’m headed back to work next week.
To be honest, I’m not particularly dreading the return to my office and my structure and my coworkers. I certainly will not miss being the Boss of the laundry around here.
I am not pleased that I will have to give up so many hours with this guy though.
In other news: we had a lovely, lovely weekend which included visits from family, JW’s first delicious attempt at a frittata (who knew that was his hidden talent?), long walks, and you guys, the opening of the farm market, which officially means the gd polar vortex is finally, officially over.
I made that up, but I think it sounds fairly legit.
Warm weather and the end of crazy, freezing temperatures is pretty much my favorite thing. However, the thermometer might have risen a little fast for my son, who was born in February and has zero patience for being overheated.
We’ve been in a diaper only situation since last week, and we finally caved and threw on our central air last night.
I couldn’t look at this face anymore.
And with that, chickadees, we’re off to get started on breakfast, tiger hunting (that’s all Theo), and getting ready for a morning walk. Enjoy this one!