We came correct… Mason and I flew in for soccer tryouts, she made the premier division 1 team!
We saw 15 houses, made an offer on our first choice and now we are under contract!
We ate at 510, had breakfast at Harvest, checked out Deer Valley, soaked in the sun in 80 degree heat, drank rosé, shopped on Main Street and had a blast with friends.
So begins our next chapter, with amazing summers and some of the best skiing in North America. I’m spending the next few weeks packing up our home in Seattle, spending every day with my closest friends and making some killer memories with the kids!
Here’s to taking risks, adventures and living life to the fullest! Cheers!
It’s definitely been one of those days… cold, freezing rain, cloudy skies and Dudley (our faithfully loving lab) really needing some love. Matisse to the rescue with some snuggle time on the floor and a couple of extra treats for her favorite dog. Other than that, it’s been a successful day on the DIY Project if you take into consideration that I have energetic three year old running lose, a business to run, a home that constantly needs mending and did I mention the kids get out of school at 2:00 p.m., which leaves me about six hours to fit some time in to work on my secret project. That being said, I put all of the furniture together (except the bed) and put two coats of primer on all the pieces that are going to be painted tomorrow (I hope)!
I hope you guys have had a wonderful start to you week! Please let me know what you’ve got going on this week as well.
freshly baked cakes shipped overnight by mother (she’s a saint)
fresh squeezed orange juice made from oranges from my brother’s citrus grove (also shipped overnight!)
playing defend the castle with the knights, horses and bows n’ arrows
Mav wasn’t feeling well… runny nose, crackly cough, and watery eyes. After a long day of nebulizing and taking medicine to make him comfortable, he fell asleep in my arms at 5pm. You know that saying “never wake a sleeping baby?” Well I consider that saying to be one of the holy commandments of parenthood, so when my little guy kept sleeping and sleeping, I didn’t dare go in and wake him up. THIRTEEN HOURS LATER!!! he emerges from his room, no worse for ware, but something was different. He ran down the hall into my arms, as he always does, and we hugged and kissed for as long as he wanted me to hold him. When I put him down and he started going about his three year old business my mouth dropped to the floor… HE GREW!!!! Not like in some figurative way. He actually grew taller, leaner and the baby fat that surrounded his face and the chubby wrinkles of his neck were gone. Just like that, he wasn’t my baby anymore. He looks like a five year old and it made me realize that those baby, sweet, cuddly years were gone forever. Did I love that time enough? Did I appreciate the cuteness of his baby face and body long enough? You never know when things are going to change. When that moment was the last time you were going to have that moment.
So, here’s to growth spurts, a mother’s tears, growing up and letting go (just a little)! Happy Friday!
There have been so many wonderful moments these last few weeks that have really made me step back and appreciate all that we have. Not the materialistic possessions… not even the home that we live in, but each other. Our children, their health, their laughter, a single touch when our hands brush up against each other. Those are the moments that truly make you love every minute of your life, because if you don’t stop and look around and appreciate how special you are, how amazing it is that you are living this life, then you’re missing the point of what joy and gratitude really are all about.
My little girls are special, there’s no denying that they bring so much fun and warmth into my life, but there are instances when my little man and my husband are together that really are amazing. Like this morning when they secretly took photos of themselves for me to find. It really made my day. I can’t wait to see what else unfolds.
That’s how I feel most days. I don’t spend much time thinking about yesterday at all. I make a point to truly live in the moment and appreciate today. I can’t do much about tomorrow either, but I can enjoy today. I can laugh, smile, feel the warmth of the sun on my face and be thankful that I have this beautiful little family that I helped create.
cuddling with Mav in his room
going to Whole Foods and eating lunch with the kids
watching the girls sing their hearts out in the back of the car
talking to my mom on the phone
this hour of silence when everyone is napping
writing a thank you note to my friend (sent it snail mail too!)
going swimming with the hubs and the kids this afternoon
My oldest daughter is participating in the St. Jude Math-A-Thon at her school to raise money for cancer research for children. She is very involved and has shown such compassion and excitement at being able to contribute to this charity. I’m very proud of her!
While we have been feverishly trying to raise money for her charity through family, emails, and our social networks… it dawned on me that she’ll never know what it was like to grow up without the fears that grip so many of us today. She’ll never know the joys of being able to go door-to-door in her neighborhood, because it’s not safe to that in this day and age. She’ll never experience the simple joy of walking down the street to her friends house or riding her bike around the neighborhood, because it’s just not safe!
I feel that through all of the advances of the last 30 years and all the ways to connect with one another has simply made this world more violent, more scary and in the end it is our children who have been robbed of the freedom of childhood that I reveled in.
My Question: How can we give our children the same freedom we were provided?