Remember when I was all about NO COFFEE and then discovered coffee and IT WAS THE BEST? I still feel like it is one of the most joyful additions to my life in recent years. It’s not the caffeine- it’s the ritual. We went to Kentucky for a week recently, and it was absolutely glorious, as it always is. My mom basically takes over parenting the second I walk through the door and I get a blissful week of watching my children fall in love with my home and be loved by my people and I basically just lie around and marinate in my own laziness. The best. My dad keeps a pot of coffee going and they have all the best mugs and even though I always pack a week of real clothes, I inevitably just trot downstairs in pjs every day I’m there. My sleepy little town boasts a fantastic new coffee shop, and I made sure to squeeze in a few visits on the rare occasions I was out of the aforementioned lounge wear. I also ventured further afield to this perfect coffeeshop in Lexington and this little hole in the wall in Versailles. Finding good places to have a perfect cup is one of my favorite travel joys.
Speaking of coffee – if we were sitting down to chat, here are the things I would want to discuss.
This article is one I can’t stop thinking about. I fear for the world we are forcing on our kids, and I have all sorts of thoughts about carving out a slow life in a fast world that will have to wait until another day.
While we were in Kentucky, we went up to Cincinnati one day to visit my SIL and her family- including my newest squishy baby niece. My SIL is a pro at kids’ books and introduced us to this author. We can’t get enough of this book! I also gave her one of these, because having a second kid made me pack away allllllll my complicated baby wraps. No time for that nonsense. But I love my ring sling and Etta has been almost exclusively carried in it, as I mentioned here.
Someone suggested this “heroine chicken” and I can’t wait to try it.
If you have been following the updates I have given on Instagram about Henry’s godmother Rachel, we are praying hard that they are able to renovate their house and bring her home.
I have been slogging through this book and I think I’m going to have to throw in the towel. The writing is exceptional, but the plot is so bad and I am deeply annoyed at all the characters. Conversely, this author’s writing is nothing special, but I am loving the story in this book.