Sunday morning.

On Sunday, we headed into the city for church and brunch and a walk in the crisp fall air. We left the service a little early because Hugo decided it would be nice to share a solo with the congregation (he's still got a little cold, so we didn't put him in nursery), opting for some brunch at Fred's across the street. Over muffins and strawberry butter, we talked about dreams and responsibilities and a little boy who fits wonderfully into the enormous place our hearts have made for him.

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