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W I N T E R

We don’t really get winter here in Austin. We’ve had one “ice day” this year causing all schools to close, despite the fact that there actually was no ice, just below freezing temps. Regardless of how tame our “winter” is we’re not used to it lasting this long. What most parts of this country consider shorts weather, when the temperature doesn’t reach above 60 we keep our jackets on. I however, am not complaining. I long to live where it snows and can wear sweaters more often than not. There’s something magical about cold cloudy days and it makes me happier than the sunniest summer day. Doiron and I have been taking great advantage, jumping in puddles, cuddling by the fire, and taking drives in the country allowing Doiron to dictate which way we turn. Soon enough the hot days of summer will arrive and we’ll find pleasure in wearing the least amount of clothes socially acceptable and swimming in the lake until the sun sets. For now, I’m pretending I live at hogwarts and that a change is brewing with each cloud that passes.

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September Fourth

It’s a special day.  It’s the hubs birthday and this year it just so happened to fall on the one day we have off together.  I decided to show him one of my favorite things about summer in Austin, Hamilton Pool.  It’s just a short drive from Pflugerville to Dripping Springs, an adorable little town with delicious food and fantastic shops, but it wasn’t my birthday, so other than a quick trip to Goodwill to find swim trunks for the forgetful birthday boy, there was no shopping.  But who wants to shop when you’re on your way to a natural spring fed grotto.  Every summer of my childhood had at least one trip to Hamilton Pool, but the beauty was lost on me as a child, returning after a thirteen year absence with my husband and son was simply magical.  It was a gorgeous day, not too hot, rain clouds were floating over with distant thunder rumbling through the air.  The birds were singing and tiny frogs, snakes and giant catfish were visiting.  Doiron of course loved swimming through the cool waters and drinking as much as he could, it really does taste amazing.  We finished up at Rosie’s Tamale House, another bit of nostalgia for me complete with light up velvet paintings and cream cheese stuffed jalapenos.  This day reminded me how wonderful it is growing up in the hill country and Bryan and I agreed that this too shall be a frequent memory in Doiron’s childhood.  Days like these remind me of every reason I fell in love with Bryan, and no lie, his biggest selling point was the father I knew he would be.  He loves our son more than I ever imagined possible and proves every day that his family is his first priority, and he never fails to tell me he loves me, too.  We’ve only been married for 3 years (next month) but life has only continued to get better, and I only see good things in our future.  I am a happy mama.  Je vous souhaite bonheur.

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