My new word after this weekend’s whirlwind events. One because it’s fall and I can’t seem to stop buying pumpkins and two because I feel like I could collapse after the past few days.
I singlehandedly tamed Saturday morning with Evie by my side, hitting up the following locations all before the noon hour: Starbucks (duh), Lowe’s, Shear Madness (ugh, haircuts are the worst), Goodwill, Dollar Tree, Wal-Mart and Plato’s Closet. Out with the old and in with the new this fall.
I got to slow down for a little bit to enjoy watching my youngest niece, Brooklyn, celebrate turning 1 – smash cake and all.
Evie slept through pretty much the entire party, so when he woke up we ventured out for a few more stops, Old Navy and Target. I snagged an awesome, acorn-hued sweater for a steal and played the part of goofy mom while hanging out in the Halloween costume section.
I crashed promptly by 8:30 p.m. #thatmomlife. But don’t worry, I was up and at em on Sunday morning so that I could be the first person to file into Target’s doors because I needed to get my hands on some Adam Lippes x Target plaid goodness for my log home. I picked up a buffalo check pillow, set of kitchen towels and coordinating dog treat holder – because Karl is super fancy and I am super anal about seeing his treat box out on our countertop every morning.
After a quick trip to Wal-Mart to pick up (more!) pumpkins and a few of my favorite fall candles, I headed home to play outside with the boys the rest of the day. While Everett was napping, I set up all of my festive fall stuff and even had time to whip up a batch of my Grandma’s snickerdoodle cookies.
As we sat on the front steps last night, surrounded by pumpkins and mums, enjoying cookies and milk (well deserved wine for me), I knew my weekend of running around had paid off. Look how happy this kid is!!!