2:43 a.m. – Exactly 10 years ago, I was wide awake and restless, too excited to sleep, knowing my baby girl was just hours away from being born. Now, I‘m too restless and excited (and still jet-lagged, TBH) to sleep, knowing tomorrow is going to be full of her most favorite things. She knows, but she doesn’t, and it‘s going to be awesome.
Lordy, lordy … look who’s 40!?! Martin completed his fourth decade around the sun today, so we went to the Italian restaurant in our village, where neighborhood friends sent over wine and accolades all night.
We celebrated this birthday a day early while the Grandparents were still here. All he wanted was a “fancy” spaghetti dinner and some decorations related to his favorite anime cartoon.
5:17 a.m. Germany time – It’s 5 a.m., and we made it thru customs! We just realized only one of us has priority booking. The other two are gonna have to fight it out.
Me: “Hey, your birthday is a few weeks away. Take a selfie with me to see if maybe we kinda look related now?”
[A few seconds later…]
“Yeah…no. Nope. Still taking after your Dad’s side of the family.”
Anyone else in disbelief this girl is gonna be 15?!?!
Martin’s out climbing our cherry trees, picking the best ones for Junior’s birthday cakes, which I’m baking tonight.
I can not believe this little man is a year old today. I can not. I can not. I can not.
Happy Birthday, Junior! Thank you for bringing diapers, safety locks, joyful nonsense, and all those delightful baby moments into our home again.
This right here is 100 percent the reason we traveled several hours this weekend to sit thru a four-hour ceremony so I could walk across a stage in cap and gown for a degree I actually received in December.
I could hear my kids cheering for me from the stage today. My son even yelled, “My Mom rules the world!” Continue reading
A few weeks ago, I heard someone playing arpeggios on our piano. It was Lola.
“How do you know those?” I asked her. Continue reading