OVER THE WEEKEND + THRU THE WOODS

It was a really wonderful weekend. And now it is Tuesday and Huck is wearing his Halloween Ninja Turtle costume and standing by the front door, insistent that we are about to buy some play doh so we can have a play doh / play dough challenge, wherein he will decide whether the store bought stuff is better than the stuff his mom makes. I kid you not. So I'll make this one quick. 

(Earlier today while I was on a phone call, Huck managed to get stuck inside one of our lockers. All those locker-echoes made it impossible to know which locker Huck was shouting at me from, so it felt like it took me about forever to find him. "This one? Nope. This one? Nope. This one? Ah-hah!" I pulled him out heroically and kissed his sweaty forehead as we sat on the floor, hugging each other in comically exaggerated relief, and laughing mostly uncontrollably, until Huck got terribly serious and said, "You know it's not funny, Mom. Lockers are scary." Oh gosh.) (ANYWAY)

You may choose to note if you must, that this photo was not actually taken over this weekend. However! I feel it is still rather indicative of the weekend at large, if for no other reason than because this is exactly what I wore all weekend long, minus a slight shoe discrepancy. To brunch on Sunday. To needlepoint through Game of Thrones. To the grocery store three times for milk because we've reached Code Red status on the living with boys / running out of milk situation. Also, I still haven't cleaned that mirror since this photo was taken, so in essence . . . !! And yes, you may congratulate me on that. That takes a certain amount of stick-to-itiveness.

It's starting to look like a thing!

Later that night Huck managed to cut his lip by dropping the toilet seat lid on his face.

We did have a space man / insane woman roasted marshmallow party though. That was fun.

AND THEN IT SNOWED!

I swear on my holy gel pens that I will force myself to get excited every time it snows because I REFUSE to become grouchy about winter. It is just so clichéd! So, Brooklyn snowed over the weekend, and it was pretty!!!

(What you see above is a view of a snowy Brooklyn out the dirty window of an N train as it crossed the Manhattan Bridge, and it was ALSO not taken this weekend, but what are you going to do, life is disappointing like that.) (But these next ones were taken this weekend, so things are looking up.)

I managed to wear theeee stupidest shoes on Sunday for our snowy walk to Carroll Gardens. But it was 42 degrees out and I got overly excited and forgot that half of my hood don't shovel their sidewalks! It was goofy. I handled it pretty bravely, I was such a trouper you guys. 

Our brunch companions this weekend were comprised 50% of Huck Whisperers. My friend Julie took the first photo, and then handed a seemingly endless stream of blank notebook paper to Huck and asked him for drawings of all kinds of crazy things. Each time Huck would nod somberly like you'd just given him instructions for saving the world, and each time as he drew I'd become a little distracted from the conversation, watching his tiny fingers bring to life all these amazing animals in his imagination. The above is a T-Rex. I wish I had gotten a picture of the penguin wearing a superhero cape.   

We're doing our best to spruce up our place for more photos, make final (ish) decisions on where things should be for the time being. Huck's getting a mini room makeover as part of it, thanks to Land of Nod, who also happened to make ALL of Huck's dreams come true when this rad penguin sleeping bag showed up on our doorstep. 

Okay. That's it. One more Huck? It was a Huck kind of weekend, apparently.

Blammo. Valar Marghulis, kids.