- Callahan looking proud – of his artwork, walking, or finishing his meal.
- Waking up with both dogs in our bed (especially on cool nights).
- The next book in a good series.
- Talking about life and politics in bed with Kevin before we fall asleep.
- Pumkin chai lattes.
- Callahan’s smile and excitement when we pick him up from daycare.
- Sunsets.
- Cozy fall sweaters.
- Having all the windows open in the evenings to let in the crisp fall air.
- Days and days in a row of 60-70 degree temperatures.
- Evening walks full of giggling, blathering, and talking with my boy.
- Memes and quotes I relate to.
- The familiarity of regular hangs with friends as well as the conversations and accountability that come with them.
- Rhythms.
- Habit stacking and productivity.
- Packages in the mail.
- The creative “flow” of mini books and other hobby projects.
- Saying “no” to something not meant for me and the feeling that comes afterwards.
- All the people who love and care for our boy. Our village.
- Leaves changing colors.
- Anything jewel-tone.
- Coming together for a cause.
- Drifting off to sleep after a full day.
- Texts from college friends just to check in.
- Hitting snooze and sleeping five more minutes.
- Feeling “in the loop”.
- Pretty and inspiring outdoor spaces.
- A stack of “TBR” books on my nightstand.
- Cold water (to drink), hot water (for showers).
- Fountain sodas, light ice. ALWAYS.
