it's the simple things



This week Roswelle and I have been in GA at my moms for a quick visit and to see my brother Evan graduate from Auburn.  It always amazes me how getting away, even to my own house, helps me slow down and enjoy the little things. I've been asking myself what are the small things I do to make mine and Roswelle's days a little special, here and in Boston.  

For example, I only drink water and coffee. ever. That is a pretty boring statement at first, but I've managed to make it something I look forward to.  I keep our fridge stocked with pellegrino because seriously nothing feels better than opening a bottle at the end of a long day (laugh all you want ;)).  I plan to now keep iced lemon water on hand, it not only keeps the inside of your fridge looking fresh and bright, but it's a simple elevation to everyday water.  Or I make myself an extra strong espresso drink in the middle of a particularly tough day.  Paul and I celebrate with cappuccinos on date nights.  Coffee and Water are about as simple as it gets until you decide to make it something more.  

Here are some other simple ways our life has been slightly elevated:
{freshly cut peonies from my mom's garden, I'm welcoming this flower's season with open arms}



{I'm currently writing on my mom's back porch.  Roswelle is walking around (she's walking now!) pulling at the dogs' tails. It feels really healthy to be outside so much here}


{speaking of being outside, the usable space on our back porch in Boston is about the size of a bathtub, but we still sit out there and get some vitamin D.  I'm thinking I'll put out the smallest table and chair when I get back.  Maybe it will be my new writing spot}




{let the germ filled kisses (licks) happen.  nothing makes me more anxious than Roswelle getting sick.  but nothing makes her happier and giggle more than kisses from my mom's two goldens.  I fight back the urge to keep her germ free and listen to the belly laughs instead.}