We went to Chicagoland for a wedding in August and got to stay with Kyle's sister, Kati, her hubs, Brian, and baby Tom. We were soooo excited to see their new house and they graciously welcomed us with lots of laugh-inducing stories. I wish I could relay them all to you, but I'd never do them justice.
They live within walking distance of Lake Michigan, and I'm so stinking jealous.
Well, I'm jealous right now. When they're covered in lake-effect snow in a few months, my tune will change.
Kati is such a natural mom.
And Tom's smize is a thing to behold. What. A. Sweetie.
All good Chicago trips take you to Evanston.
We love that place, and stumbling upon this little alleyway bookstore really sealed the deal for us.
Chicago. It ranks high, if not highest, on Kyle's list of favorite places. But I feel like I can barely breathe there. Like all the buildings and people and smells and sounds are closing in on me. Then, other times, I can see myself pushing a stroller to a coffee shop or this little book store, cozied up in a life with him.
Speaking of strollers, our sweet friends had a baby boy three weeks ago! He has the cutest name and the cutest parents and the cutest little features possible. It's been so much fun to see Patrick and Jade transition from engaged, to married, to mom and dad over the past few years. We think they're pretty fantastic parents already!
Beckett William, we're all smitten with you.
2/3 of our favorite Virginians stayed at the Beutler Inn a couple of weekends ago, and it was nothing short of wonderful.
Petite Chou was a must, as it always is.
Kindred spirits, I tell ya. My great aunt is something else. She and my uncle have been incredible examples to us of how to be a friend - a good friend. They've moved 17 times, and have managed to stay close with so many people from so many moves. They make the effort, make the trips, make the calls.
They work at relationships and pour into people with all that they have. And the way they open up their home to both people they know and people they don't know has inspired my big dream of opening a B&B-ish farm someday.
^^^ This might be the best picture in the history of all pictures.
I realize I'm incorporating a lot of food into this post, but I don't care. When you have company, you take them to all your favorite food places, or else you live with the regret!
Living a two-minute bike trip away from the Broad Ripple Bazbeaux = LIVING THE LIFE!!!!
(Yes, the pizza was a little lopsided when we arrived home, but fantastic nonetheless.)
^^^ (My first pumpkin spice latte of the season had be be documented, of course.)
I'm embarrassed to admit that it had been seven years since I last attended a high school football game at all, let alone to cheer on my dear Braves. It was fun to witness Kyle's first time watching Maconaquah football under those Friday night lights last weekend. He was a little wide-eyed some of the time (he played football at a giant school in a not-small town - very different from my hometown), but we both loved it and left imagining the day when we can be part of a community like that. Big city community, while great, is just not the same.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KYLE!!!
Finally, we're the same age again.
Oh, Kyle. I love ya.
Per Kyle's request, cake balls instead of birthday cake! Fine by me. Here's how I make them:
1. Bake a box cake, any box cake.
2. Let it cool, then crumble it up with your hands or a food processor. (#1 should have been "wash hands." HA.)
3. Mix in icing of your choice with the crumbled cake. Not too much that you can't make it into balls, not too little that you can't make it into balls. Very specific, I know. DO WHAT YOU FEEL, PEEPS!
4. Use a melon baller or small cookie scoop and plop the spheres on a parchment paper-lined cookie sheet, then place the cookie sheet in the freezer for a few.
5. Dip in chocolate candy coating of your choice.
I'm no expert, but they taste good. Even if you mess them up. I used to make them in college pretty often. Maybe too often.
There's no place like home. This past week, we were sneezing and coughing and prescribing ourselves fall-colored peanut butter m&m's and opening windows and burning pumpkin candles and eating chili and all that junk. GLORIOUS, I tell you!!!
For anyone who cares, I found this adorable acorn garland at Target for $7.99. SEVEN NINETY NINE!!! We're talking the price of a burrito at Chipotle! Give up one burrito, and get this instead! I plan to use it as part of our Christmas decor as well. Talk about bang for buck.
And, lastly, four pictures of Charlie I snapped one morning, because I couldn't choose just one.
If he could sleep in until noon every day, he would. He's SO not a morning person. As soon as we get up and at 'em in the mornings, he steals our spot in bed and snoozes until we leave for the day. As you can see, it's ten 'til ten, and he's still snuggled in tight.
I'm really jealous of his life.
So much love for y'all for reading our blog. (Hi, Mom!)
More to come soon, because our little cubby of the internet means a lot to us.
And so do you, whomever you are.