Ohmygosh it's cold here and so windy. Coats are out and hoods are up and my eyelids droop from crummy sleep last night. Our house almost blew away, I'm sure of it.
Ivy is off to Grandma's, my home is empty. I kissed her goodbye and let her go... as they pulled away I closed the door and regret set in. I should have watched and waved from the window but then they were gone, and it was raining. So I closed the door.
Last night I watched her fall down the last four steps, neck forward and I was too far behind to stop it. I don't know how (well yes I know How) but she just has a little rugburn on her sweet skin and wouldn't sit still for me to properly hold her and let my heart find its beat. She had to go chase her brothers and finish whatever it was that she was racing down the stairs for in the first place.
What am I doing? Please someone tell me that this -- when you are in between young and old and you have the meat of life on your plate -- say I'll get to pause and savor. That I won't always be so far behind to stop in time. They grow and it just goes faster.
I've recently updated all our favorite links for As seen on Ivy.
coat- noppies via zulily
dress- misha lulu
furry monster costume- sent to us by Pottery Barn Kids
leggings- missoni for target
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