Memorial Weekend in Maine
I love holiday weekends. Like, you know, everyone ever. But my husband and I have opposite schedules and usually only have Sunday’s together, so to have TWO days is everything. Until summer break. So soon.
This weekend, we lived it up with sunny skies and warm temperatures. Donuts at Congdons again, because, pregnancy…plant shopping for our porch garden, family time with my outrageously cute niece, and lots of baby bumping. The crochet dress that I’m wearing in the last photos, I found at a new vintage shop in our little town. It was a casual five dollars, as was the flamingo purse which I’m obsessed with.
Tomorrow, it will be nine weeks until Baby (hopefully) arrives. I can’t wait.