6 months

I took this picture just about a month ago, on the day Charlie turned 6 months old. He was teething {and still is}, hence the fingers shoved into his mouth. In the last few weeks, he's started crawling. He grins when he sees me after he wakes up from a nap. He babbles at the ceiling fan. He sits up, and then falls over. He tries to chew on his toes.

Life with a 6-month-old is fun :)

{here's bathtime, improvised, while on vacation... ha!}

{ fresh air }

Before I left my full time job for another full-er time job, I made a list of all the things I loved, and hated, about working in an office. I could go on and on about the wonderful company I used to work for, and all the things I adored about my job... but at the top of the "hate" list, I wrote these words:

"Have to be inside. all. day. long."

I used to take a lingering, deep breath of the fresh, sunshiney air before disappearing through my building's door every Monday morning, as if it was the last breath of fresh air I'd ever take.

{a bit melodramatic, I know, but you get the point.}

Now, my job is harder. I sleep less, my brain is foggier, I have less time for myself, and I don't get to wear heels everyday {a downer, in my book}.

BUT...


the fresh air is to die for :)

{all that to say, I sort of unintentionally took a month off from blogging, just to savor the perks of my new occupation... more to come soon!}