Monday

Good Grief, time is in fifth gear around here. The baby is making molars, work is beginning-of-the-semester insane, B is busy with music students again, and fall is tripping over itself to get here. Oi.

I am reading this, while also reading this and parts of this. I am completely effing obsessed with watching this, I think I have watched it about 50 times now. Which led me down an extremely captivating rabbit hole of Dylan trivia as well as footage of things like Dylan and Johnny Cash singing together. Go there.

This is us three years ago playing tunes at an extremely awesome wedding just a few weeks after our own extremely awesome wedding. Thanks for the photo, J & S!

This is us in Maine this summer. Thanks for bringing us instruments, P & J!

We Land

We are home from Maine. I am refreshed and completely frazzled at the same time. Fall is in the air here and I wore socks today for the first time in months. I'll try not to swamp this space with baby pictures, but I am warning you that there was a great deal of cuteness happening last week.

Northward

We fly to Maine tomorrow for a week on a pond with B's family. I am so swamped at work that I kind of can't believe I'm checking out for a week. Or decide if this is the best time ever for a vacation or pure insanity. We'll find out.

This video that my mom took of Oscar has been keeping us in stitches. He laughed like that all afternoon and then never again.

Boys

An awesome visit was had.

A lot of good talking.

Many amazing meals were made and eaten.

And the boy is officially walking. In less than a week we went from counting steps (2! 6! 10!) to measuring distance ("Across the room!" "Across the room, turned around, and halfway back!"). Does this make my baby a toddler? I guess so.

Be well out there.