That baby there? He’s four months old. FOUR MONTHS. As in, basically an adult. I’m not quite sure how we got here, but here we are, and it feels surreal. All of the sudden he went from being a skinny, old-man faced newborn to a giggly plump baby intent on blowing bubbles and trying to stand. And I can’t get enough of him. We were supposed to go beach camping this weekend like we did last year, but Henry and I came down with colds and the prospect of a windy beach and chilly tent didn’t seem like the best idea. Instead we had a mellow weekend at home.

Some things happening around the internet that have had my eye lately…

I really want to get Henry a pair of these for fall, but I just can’t justify the cost since, you know, he’s not even walking or anything. Any knock-offs you recommend?

I  loved reading the Dear America books as a kid and I totally stand with this author. I think that historical fiction can have a great role in developing the compassionate imagination so vital to us all.

I can’t get enough pesto these days, routinely pulverizing an entire bag of spinach into pesto and thus calling pasta a “healthy” dinner. I follow Phyllis’ rules about how to pesto anything (can pesto be a verb?).

The nice thing about a baby is that they go to bed early and yet keep us captive at home in the evenings, allowing us a really nice chunk of time to just chill. James and I are totally engrossed in Homeland (for fans of: 24, which you know we are) now that it is on Hulu… any other good shows that you are loving these days? I’m always trolling for new recs.

It’s nice to know that working moms aren’t as miserable and stressed out as people make us think.

I want to buy all of Laurie Anne’s prints and redecorate our home in a bird motif.

This is a marvelous idea.

Hope your week is off to a good start! And if not- join Henry in making this perfect pouty face.