The other morning, I stepped outside to discover a fresh coat of frost on our lawn... It's official. Fall is very much settled in, and winter is soon-to-follow.
Despite putting a limit on the time at which I get done at work - I would sometimes work until 6 or 7 at night - it's still almost dark when I get home each day thanks to daylight savings. I love the change in seasons, but I hate feeling like my day is already over when I do finally get home.
Life has been a bit of a challenge with this one lately. For years and years and years, we gave in to her stubbornness and allowed her to eat the limited range of foods she would eat. But now we've begun to put our foot down. And it has made for quite a colorful couple of weeks - crying, screaming, stomping, and yelling. There has been every manner of resistance we could have ever imagined and then some.
I have spent the past week or so doing what I call Fall Cleaning. In anticipation of the Christmas season, I like to do a real thorough cleaning of every room in the house. As I was finishing up in our master bedroom, I left the room to retrieve something from the other room. And, I noticed that Eric had started a record on the record player. The record was left spinning with no one around to listen to its melody. It's clear from the dust collected around the needle that we haven't listened to our records in a long, long time.
I started taking daily photos again on Sunday, but I was not able to post them until tonight because I had to clear some space on my computer. And then I had to import the hundreds of photos that have been sitting on my camera for several months now.
As of yesterday - November 11th - the boy is 6 months old. He is full on crawling and already climbing up on the furniture. He is also starting to eat solids like rice cereal and apple sauce. This is truly a golden age.