fawn&forest

Earlier this week I took my boys out for lunch + cookies at an insanely tasty bakery in Hillsdale, Baker and Spice. I ended up having a conversation with myself (I think) as Eliot was much too busy staring at people in line + watching the man next to us eat his lunch. And baby Owen? He was asleep in the sling (PSNY in dark brown cotton)  + is currently not talking. Cutey smiles, though. 

We had a delicious time. A bite of a pizza-ish flatbread thing, a bite of chocolate cookie. All in the same mouthful. Eliot was wearing a "It wasn't me" tee by Droopy Knickers.... totally fun all-over printed tee. Slightly sassy? Is it "it wasn't me who got the pizza-ish flat bread on my shirt"? Hmmm...  

Which leads to my never ending question: how to get tomato-ish stains out of clothes? White clothes? Organic clothes? It's never ending. My husband says the answer is bibs. I bought a bottle of bac-out after lunch.....