He is risen...

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Happy Easter season to you and yours.

Date nights...

Friday, April 12, 2019

One huge perk of being back in California is being surrounded by people that love our kids and are willing to gift Chris and I with a night out.  Because the truth is, we still need to date.  We need to find the space to talk about the things that we normally sweep under the rug.  Something other than the seemingly monotonous chore of keeping house and which one of us is going to drive our kids to school.  Most of the time we spend the first hour working through our funk and the remainder of the date remembering how much we love each other and why.  Doing life with this dude is pretty fantastic and I don't want to miss out on just how fantastic it can be by not being intentional. So, bring on the date nights baby. 

A not so tearful goodbye...

Wednesday, April 10, 2019

We promised Scarlett we would buy her a small animal shortly before moving from Washington.  So one of our first stops after unloading our life into yet another home, was Petco.  This little fuzzy lady was sitting in the front of the store available for adoption, and we knew she was the one.

We immediately fell in love with her little cuddly face and tiny squished nose. We called her Scrambles.  

Little did we know that I would be so very allergic to everything about her.  Her fur and her hay wouldn't have been a problem if the kids hadn't predictably stopped doing anything to help take care of her.  On Saturday while cleaning the cage, allergy induced tears running down my face between each annoying sneeze, I started texting everyone we know asking if they were interested in adopting a sweet, lovable, guinea pig.  I had enough! And thankfully my sister-in-law said they would take her.  I finished cleaning, changed out of my fur covered clothes, stopped scratching my red rimmed eyes, and counted down the hours till we could send her off to a loving home.  

When the time came to pack Scrambles up, I had a moment of sadness knowing that we were going to pass her along to another loving family, but knowing that she is getting snuggled daily makes me  happy.  

Living their best life...

Tuesday, April 9, 2019

It is warming up in So Cal and thankfully so is the pool.  

I think the 60 minutes it took for me to blow up this flamingo was totally worth it...even if by the end of the day it was missing one wing. 

Friends for life...

Saturday, April 6, 2019

I find myself saying at least once a week "stop (fill in the blank with any number of things siblings do to bug each other), you are best friends".

Maybe if I say it enough it will be true... that's the way it works, right?

Here we go...again...supper club edition

Wednesday, April 3, 2019

Before we moved to Washington we were part of a unique Supper Club experience.  Chris and I, along with four other couples, spent four supper club seasons expanding our cooking skills and challenging our taste buds.

We loved the experience so much that we convinced four couples to join us in Washington and created the North Sound Society of Cuisine and Merriment.

And now, back in California, we could not imagine missing out on the chance to cook for friends and dress up at least four times a year.  I proposed the idea to a new set of couples and everyone jumped at the chance to expand their culinary palate.  Chris and I have found through this journey that sharing food with people is the best way to get to know them and I can't wait to explore these new relationships and dive deeper into their kitchens.  

Supper number one: Camino de Santiago Pilgrimage ( A journey through Spain hosted by the Alberts)

Moral of the story...

Friday, March 29, 2019

Kids are weird...and protect your phones.

My Boys...

Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Right after having Maxwell, I was in a place of reflection and I wrote about my relationship with Dominic. It was such a challenging season, with so much change and a growing deep routed fear over the new addition to our family.  I was barely able to understand how to foster a relationship with Dominic when God blessed us with another boy.  (A boy that I swore I had already given birth to two years earlier, given that Dominic and Max are pretty close to twins.)

But despite all my early fears, watching these two grow up together has truly been a gift.  They are as opposite in personality as they are alike in looks.  Dominic is extremely mathematical and spacial, he is loud and excitable, and easily the most kind hearted, God fearing, sensitive little boy I know.  Max is focused and determined, a little shy and very easily embarrassed, quiet and mindful, he is artistic and independent, and overly sensible.

I can't imagine our family without either one of them, looking back at my worries from a three year distance, they seem almost laughable.  I was so worried that I wouldn't love them deep enough, that I would give them a disadvantage because I didn't know how to relate to them apart from their need of me.  But now, I see them.  I see their differences digging roots, growing and flourishing into ever evolving personalities.

And again, three years later, I watch with child like awe at how these boys have grown into little men.  How they embrace the world with such unique perspectives, and I want to join them in their wonder.  These boys, my boys, for all of their differences, and despite my fear of disconnect, love each other so deeply it makes my heart swell with joy.