We took a nice little walk in our neighbourhood this morning. Because of the demands of being in my 3rd trimester of pregnancy, we didn't go far and didn't stay out long. But we did take our time to enjoy everything around us: the people, the weather, and nature.

Milan fell as we were crossing the street. In Moulé, the workers helped clean her up and gave her a couple of bandaids for her scrapes.

Treasures: a bright pink penguin eraser from Moulé (given to her by one of the workers) and an equally bright pink flower she sneakily picked out of someone's front garden.

Milan: "The ground is so broken, Mommy."

The leaves are starting to change colours and fall off the trees, which means summer is almost over and autumn is on its way.

The streets in our neighbourhood are lined with beautiful old elm trees but we sometimes sadly lose some of them. We've already lost one in our front yard and James often mentions that he worries that a couple more will need to be chopped down.

Coming home through the back and daydreaming about playing and relaxing on a finished deck.