Moving On

Good night from beautiful Gig Harbor.

My most favorite place I have ever lived...

so far.

My most favorite house I have ever lived in...

so far.

We just loved this place.  

The city, the house, the people and the scenery.

Feeling thankful for the last 4 years.

Feeling excited for the future.

Weekly Colt

A Story About A Day

Today started yesterday.

That's kinda how I see it because I feel like I was up all night with my baby.  

Well, not allllll night.  

But my average 3 times a night with my little guy. 

Yes, he's 8 months old.

Yay!

Then it quickly proceeded with a bottle of spilled nail polish, that was snuck into a bedroom, all over the carpet.

Yay!

Attitude from my Pearl.  

Is 5 the new 13?!?  

Girlfriend can bring the funk!

(She comes by it honestly.)

A meeting with our realtor that went WACK one minute in when my baby sliced his finger on a can of La Croix.

Blood on everything.  

So we put a band-aid on that stud.  

Which he proceeded to swallow. 

He only choked on it for half-a-second.

Random pieces of my nicest jewelry spread haphazardly on the stairs from Miss Stickyfingers.

Boxes packed and stacked, and after many years, we finally got to break up with Comcast.

The PacNW is giving us a nice farewell with loads of sunshine.  

But listen, at least there was no poop in the tub.

(Cause that was yesterday.)

Oh, and we sold our house.

Weekly Colt

The Manimal.

Relentless in his quest for movement.

A very happy turd indeed.

Weekly Colt

Oh, Mama!

Happy Mama's Day to me!

...just a tad early.

Every year for Mothers Day, the kids + I take our pics with my friend Willow.

It's always fun to actually have professional pictures taken with my kids.

(I'm usually the one behind the camera.)

Life is realllly stressful for us right now with our impending move, 

and the morning these pics were taken was particularly challenging.

I feel like I look as exhausted as I was feeling.

But I do love them so.  

A moment frozen in time.

These 3 precious children who will not stop growing.

No matter how hard I try.

Weekly Colt

The kid that never stops moving.

I think the song 'Happy' was written about him.

Thanks Pharrell.

The worlds worst baby-sleeper.

Waving.

Busy. Busy. Busy.

Strong, silly and determined.

This dude love his big bro.

(Sis too of course, but Linc makes his whole body shake with excitement.)

My precious Colt.