Shades
Last year we went to a 4th of July parade in a small Oregon town. I love a good parade. The sense of community. The Americana vibe. High school marching bands. The sense of unity – at least for an hour – between townsfolk. The possibility of kettle corn. My kids love the candy. Just keeping it real. If candy collecting was an Olympic sport… The local frozen yogurt place had a float in the parade. By float I mean a pickup truck with a banner attached. Tomato. Tom-ah-to. I guess it was prudent of them to not throw frozen yogurt at the crowd. So instead, they handed out sunglasses.…
Footprint Step Stool
It’s possible I’m feeling a little sentimental. My baby does turn FOUR in less than a month. How did that happen so fast? Anyway, we’re working on making over our powder room. There was just something about the patterned wallpaper from 1986 that wasn’t going to work in this century. I’m crushing on the grey and yellow combo lately, so that’s what inspired the overall color scheme for the powder room and for this mini step stool makeover. (And, yes, I will show you what’s happened in the powder room, but I’m not quite done with it yet. Stay tuned.) It seems that during the preschool years hand and footprint…
Skating: It’s Harder Than It Looks
Right across the street from the Hubby’s office is an ice rink. Not only that, but they have a roller skating rink too. I know, cool, right? So, of course, we had to check it out! We picked Jeff up early from work one Friday afternoon (shhhh!) and headed on over. This was the second time Annika has been ice skating and she LOVES it. Don’t you just love the rosy cheeks and the teeth that still have not come in yet? It was FREEZING in the ice rink. Yes, I suppose freezing temps are to be expected. Seriously though, her eyes just light up when she’s out there. We…
Movin’ On In
Let me assure you. If there was ever a doubt about where you are moving or why you are moving, five days in a hotel with your two kids will, uh, really firm things up in your mind. Go ahead, try it. After countless questions regarding where their toys are on the moving truck, where the moving truck is, are the movers playing with the toys, will they see their toys again and my absolute favorite, can we get all new toys, you will weep with joy when you see the moving truck pull up to your new house. Plus, eating dinner like this while you wait for your stuff…
See You Later!
We handed over our one-way tickets to the ticketing agent and boarded a plane bound for our new home in Georgia yesterday. One. Way. Ticket. It’s a strange feeling to not have a return trip ticket. It’s not good, it’s not bad, but it is weird with a side of “holy crap we are really moving.” Goodbyes make you think. They make you realize what you’ve had, what you’ve lost, and what you’ve taken for granted. – Ritu Ghatourey We’ve known about this move for close to two years. That’s a long time to live in limbo. On one hand, you try to soak up as many moments and make as…
Packing Up
Yesterday the movers showed up bright and early to start packing up our house for the move to Georgia. As soon as they got here, my 3 year old son said right in front of the movers, “Mom, are the humans going to pack up my backpack?” Humans. Niiiice. The movers laughed and said, “we like this kid already.” Yeah. I’m partial to him! The kids were enamored with the cardboard walkways they laid down. I was thrilled there would be less floor damage. I have my priorities! By the early afternoon, the kitchen and garage were all packed up and loaded. Then a different company came to dismantle the…
Hello.
I swore I would never start a blog. In fact, my husband and I would joke when we’d take pictures of a DIY project that they were for my “Never Blog.” So when we decided we were moving from Oregon to the Atlanta area, I thought I should start a blog. You know, to keep the family up-to-date… and to remind myself to never say never. So, here we are getting ready to leave Oregon in T minus 9 days. WOW! I’m currently letting my 3 year old do this so I can write my first blog post. What you can’t see is the vacuum just out of frame. Not…
