today when i found my pumpkins they were in sad shape.
it was Hangover II
move on, lady, halloween’s over.
i equal parts love and hate that its november already.
that it is getting cooler and smells like christmas…
and i can still remember the last one so clearly.
that the morning fog lasts a few hours longer than usual
so i am finally grateful to be lacking air conditioning.
and that last night we finally lowered the crib to its last notch.
cause i watched B climb up to his knees and look out at me…
and that wasn’t the first time.
just the other night he pulled right up and stood right by us at the couch.
it was a horror movie.
things that little don’t do things like that…
i watch him get on all fours and rock and roll before take off…
he looks at me with a silly grin like,
“get ready mom… its going to whiz right passed you.
this aint no hot air balloon ride, lady.”
and as i sit down to write this, there is a newborn picture right beside me on the desk…
just shouting at me,
you can’t stop it.
can’t even slow it down.
{consider this my grateful day one}
i read somewhere about something you can spray on carved pumpkins to keep them fresh. but i can't remember what or where. probably vinegar or something. i'm sure it's floating around pinterest. just to keep in mind for next year. although they look pretty awesome like that.