Hello, dear readers, and welcome to another Thursday. My brain keeps thinking it’s either Wednesday or Friday; not sure why I seem unable to land on Thursday this week. But here we are, the last day of September (how did that happen?), and I’m staring at the blank space on this screen wondering what to write about.

This week has been good, overall, though there have certainly been stressful pieces. Mostly, though, it’s been a week of noticing the little moments.

On Sunday, we went to a Twins game with my husband’s dad and brother, which was super fun. Their brother decided it would be funny to throw his hat at the end of the national anthem (and again during the 7th inning stretch), and even though the Twins lost, it was still a really fun time. I hadn’t been to a baseball game in quite a while (since well before pandemic times), and I was reminded how much I enjoy baseball, even though I don’t follow it closely. I played softball for many years as a kid, and because of that, baseball is the one sport where I feel like I actually mostly understand what’s happening.

While we were at the baseball game, my dad came and watched Nova for us, which I think they both enjoyed.

On Tuesday evening, Nova and I went for, I think, the longest walk I’ve taken her on so far. It was a really lovely evening, weather-wise, but there weren’t a lot of people out for the first half of it, which was odd but made for a very calm walk. We noticed the trees that are just starting to change color down by the river, which gives me hope that when we go up north next weekend we’ll get to see some pretty leaves.

I leave you with this snuggly picture of Nova that my husband took this morning. Take care of yourselves and each other. There might not be a blog next week, as I’ll be headed up north on Thursday, but we’ll see what happens.