Last weekend, we were feeling a little restless and wanted to get out of the city. I was hoping to see some fall foliage (it was Columbus Day weekend after all — oh, how I miss New England), so we decided to take a day trip up north, driving Chuckanut Drive to Fairhaven.
We definitely had to adjust our expectations (example: we planned to leave at 11 and didn’t make it out of the house until 1:30), and took things slow once we were there (pausing for nursing and naps). But taking life at this new pace was pretty enjoyable for me; my senses were heightened and I was able to appreciate the crisp air, the smiles on W’s face, and the beauty of Bellingham.
Plus William slept for hours — he loves I-5 apparently.