She’s on a new soccer team this year. One of only two girls. It’s a more competitive league, and the practices have been brutal. She comes home from them exhausted, our shower lined with dirt from the field when she is done. Today was their first tournament.Continue reading
I’ve been with Martin for nearly 20 years now, so excuse me for my shock when last night, he goes … he goes, “Why do you have to turn our bedroom into an ice box?”Continue reading
And that’s it.
I no longer have a crib in my house. It’s been converted into a toddler bed. And don’t think for a second that I‘m the only sentimental sap around here. To honor this important milestone last night, Lola put on the bedsheets Jaz used to sleep on, picked out one of Miss C’s old baby blankets as the cover, and tucked in one of her Care Bears next to Junior’s favorite pajamas, which she laid out so nicely for him.
“Something from all the toddlers who slept here,“ she explained.
And then she crawled up next to him and read his bedtime book right there with him, because, you know, rocking chairs are for babies, and he ain‘t a baby any more.
Back home where I have my husband, my mom-in-law, four kids, my dad, stepmom, and our au pair hanging out and ignoring me on a hazy, lazy Sunday afternoon. Ha!
When nobody wants to cook, you head to the Biergarten.
I had to break down the packaging for this to fit in my car. Three other smaller canvas prints arrived today, too. Soooo excited to hang this in our staircase! We are almost ALMOST done being moved in!
I have so many words about this damn thing, which takes up the whole front yard and is as tall as our second floor. The most important thing is … it is FINALLY coming down!!!!!
I’ve been working late nearly every night for the last two weeks, getting home just before bedtime, so the kids tried to pull together a surprise Valentine’s Day breakfast for me, not realizing I had an early meeting, too.
We’re still putting on the finishing touches to our home gym, but these two clearly couldn’t wait to work on their downward dog last night.
Martin turned over the keys to the rental today. We’ll miss this house and it’s floor-heating! But we created a lot of fantastic memories with friends and family alike.
Today’s #TBT photo is from January 1991. That’s my youngest sister Jinger and me in our bedroom, displaying our *new* pet gerbils — gifts from Santa — who would later prove to be the goriest pets ever.