The only faux pas with the movers was that they dropped our antique sofa and broke one of the legs. They did however have it repaired, and almost a week after the move, it was ready to join the other furniture in the house. Before we got the cushions put on, Noah realized he was able to climb on it, and I just thought it was super cute. My little man, dressed for bed on a 1940's couch...yes please. Love it.
On a totally different note, Matt's birthday was on Saturday. He didn't want much of anything, so we just had a very small dinner party, which included an apple cobbler. I thought the apple peelings were so pretty. Sadly, I didn't capture any other photos that night. Don't know what I was thinking!