I have a pretty weepy love for the good old USA and any opportunity to dress in a patriotic manner, I totally take it. Luckily, my husband is similarly inclined and I don’t have to nudge him to get a family photo where we’re all coordinated. Before I had a child, matching another individual was just about the corniest thing I could imagine. Now that Willow is here, our outfits are pretty much always coordinated. I figure I have only a few years (if that long!) before she starts shoving my sartorial choices aside in favor of ill-fitting tunics and mismatched accessories, so I’m having my fun while I can. That said, here’s some of what the Gersons donned for the unofficial start of summer.
Our weekend was casually spent enjoying old-friends-made-new in Jersey City. One of Josh’s colleagues from “back in the day” lives about ten minutes from our new home and his wife is absolutely lovely. They grilled a ton of excellent food on Saturday, had a slew of neighbors with littles running around, and Josh, Willow, and I tossed ourselves right in the mix for some afternoon fun. I pretty much dropped dead on Friday night when I discovered I was back my old white skinny jeans (thank you, My Fitness Pal and three weeks of Pilates!) so I went ahead and wore them again on Saturday. Wills had the sweetest little navy and white dotted romper with a red crab on the yoke to wear but the weather didn’t allow it so instead she ended up in white bell bottoms and a cotton sweater.
Sunday was a “power-out” kind of a day. My mom came out to Jersey to help us get organized and watch Willow while we eliminated every single last box there is, got our bedroom set up, and made the living room look, well, livable. She left at four and then Josh’s mom came by for dinner. It was a double-dose of grandmother attention for spoiled little Wills and she loved every minute. But I won’t post our outfits because they were really kind of boring.
Monday we decided to stop by our building’s pool and were surprised at how large and lovely it was. Of course, we were not at all the only residents who were giving it a try on the first weekend of the season so we couldn’t get a chair. But we did stay long enough to let Wills have her first little splash-about in the water. She loved it!
We capped off the weekend in a very American manner indeed. Pizza at our corner joint with the baby in just a onesie and a bow, followed by a nap for everyone and a little bit of TV. I did wake up at 7:45 to head to Pilates, though. After all, those white skinny jeans aren’t the only thing I’m hoping to fit into this summer.