This morning, my bare toes clued me into the temperatures outside much before KWWL did. A crispy 33 degrees sent chills up my spine as I stepped onto the cold bathroom floor, and sent me hightailing it to Starbucks before I dropped Cruz off at daycare.
If I had the time, I would make Starbucks a part of every morning. Nothing says Fall like a pumpkin spice latte, and the green queen logo cup sent me into a happy trance all morning long. I even talked to my cup on the way to work:
Hello little latte. Oh, how I've missed you.
As it turns out, my liquid pumpkin pie isn't the only thing making me feel like Fall lately. Simple things, like turning the lamp on in Cruz's room at night, or replacing his Aden and Anais muslin blanket with a thicker chamois one, or lighting a harvest-scented candle in the kitchen after cleaning up supper, offers such a healthy feeling of newness; an opportunity to find happiness in the simple pleasures and traditions that define us. Sometimes it's so easy to get caught up in the motions; the mundane details of everyday life that if not careful, allow us to take days and the simple joys that come with it for granted. New seasons give us an opportunity to stop and get present, to realize and appreciate the simple things: the crispness of a 30-degree morning and comfort of a warm pair of socks, the first burnt orange leaf that sticks out like a sore thumb among its conformist friends, and the taste of that first Honeycrisp apple.
I'm enjoying the beginning of Fall, and finding some time in the busy days of raising a very active baby boy to take in the simple pleasures of September...
...like an afternoon of playing at the park. We discovered a park that is ideal for careless and fearless walkers-in-training. With the rubber mats Cruz is used to, he tore through the tunnels and even contemplated the slide on his own. It was a beautiful afternoon, and Cruz threw a tantrum when we left.
...wineritas after school. A perfect way to say goodbye to summer and hello to fall.
...a road trip to visit Grandma and Grandpa Jorgensen. It just so happened to be open house weekend in downtown Hampton, which meant a stroller ride down Main Street, finger foods served at each store, and 20 percent off at my favorite Fall boutique, The Wood Cellar. We ordered white chocolate frappuccinos at our first shop, tasted and re-tasted a black bean salsa at our next shop, and found a few new 'toys' to add to my existing fall decor at our last shop. We ended our afternoon with a pizza and a visit to see Great Grandma J at the nursing home.
The amber floral lights I scored at The Wood Cellar.
...a surprise 30th birthday party for our friend, Julie, complete with a bonfire, birthday cake, and sippy cups! Cruz and Charly bonding with Beau...
...and the first taste of leaves!
This weekend, I'm looking forward to more Fall. The sounds of Friday night football games from our own backyard, some DIY crafting for Cruz Man's first birthday party, and maybe even an apple crisp. Stay tuned and Happy Weekending (we're almost there).