and he was a happy little boy.
so i documented. really, i'm just practicing for christmas/birthday mornings when i have kids. turns out i suck and people move to fast when they're opening packages.
|i like him with his semi-sleepy/it's still early face.|
|not so much with his "kate, i can't do this any slower. you're no good at this" face.|
|as though he's actualy surprised. he totally knew what it was.|
in other news, fall has made it's presence in the wessman home. well, our feeble attempt at decorations has made it's presence...
|seriously. go smell it. and then try not to purchase it.|
|pumpkin pillow with a perfect gilly foot? yes, please.|
|chances of this lasting until halloween? zero.|
|we all love the fall weather.|
and bars on our windows...
|a halloweeny wreath.|
and all this beautiful fall weather has resulted in me doing lots of baking, wearing closed toe shoes and shnuggling on the love sac with garrett, gilly and a cozy blanket.
|these ended up being delicious white chocolate pumpkin cupcakes wth white chocolate cream cheese frosting and a salted caramel glaze. nom nom nom.|
what is your fall looking like?
lyrics: but don't turn out the light this time. don't turn out the light on me tonight.