Junip and I made a trip home to my parents’ house this weekend. My mom and I did our usual estate sale / thrift shop rounds – no big furniture finds this time, but I did pick up a few things for Junip, including the cutest little Christmas dress. And a Santa for my mom’s terrarium. She claimed it was just fine without any Christmas kitsch, but I snuck him in there while she was doing laundry.

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We made cookies, while Junip laid on the counter and played with the chocolate chip bag. Anything crinkly, that child loves. I didn’t understand, when we first started getting soft books with plastic sewn in between the pages, why they would do that. But now I get it. Crinkle is like baby crack.


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And of course, breakfast Sunday morning at Harry’s. Wouldn’t be a trip home without it.