Viewing: the eclipse. I don’t know if you heard, but there was an eclipse today. The newscasters may have mentioned it 1 or 712 times. 

Watching: the documentary When the Bough Breaks about post partum depression. Some parts are very sad and brought me back to darker days when AB was younger, but it’s very well done and an important movie.


Explaining: the pictures in all our photo albums to curious Sesame. No, I don’t know what Daddy said to you right after you were born. No, you didn’t play on a playground in my belly. No, you weren’t at our wedding. Yes, we smelled the flowers. Yes, that’s Grammy. No, you didn’t live in Grammy’s belly.

Shopping at: Homegoods. I went yesterday and almost came home with a copper pineapple and a sign that says “welcome to the ranch.” The second I walk in that store I suddenly decide our house won’t be complete without everything in sight.


Smelling: my sage Yankee Candle. 

Sad about: the end of summer. We’ll squeeze in all the fun we can in September, but I wish we had one more month of real summer. The splash pads all close after this week and they’ve been a highlight of our summer. I’m not ready for another long winter of being stuck in the house.

Harvesting: tomatoes, green beans and a carrot. In an attempt to not have too many carrots I accidentally didn’t plant enough seeds. I think we have a grand total of 8. We picked the first one on Saturday and Annabelle could not have been more thrilled.