Sunday, June 29, 2014

Hauser Hosting

With baby Hauser only weeks away our good friends came for quick weekend visit and some last minute furniture shopping. They recently moved back to the Midwest and are set to move again in a couple weeks to their new home. They'll be a short 3-4 hour drive from us and we couldn't be more thrilled.

As I get older I find myself valuing these close friendships more and more. And the thought that when baby Hauser comes we can drive for a quick weekend visit (compared to a 4 hour flight) has me almost giddy. We had a great weekend with not nearly enough down time. Thank you for squeezing in a last minute trip to see us! We'll see you guys soon...maybe even plus one!

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Room Share

When Grace was born we still lived in the city and for the first few months things went as planned and we kept Grace in our room in her crib. The intention was that we would move her to Charlotte's room once she was a few months old.

Then things didn't go as planned. We went though a short period where Charlotte would wake up in the middle of the night and one of us would go lay with her. Then Grace started waking up in the middle of the night crying. Then they both did for a while.

By this time Grace was close to 6 months and we were packing boxes to move to the new house. So, she stayed in our room. On moving day as the truck was being unloaded I pointed them in the same direction with both the crib and Charlotte's bed. And since then, they've been sharing a room. And not to jinx myself, but it's been wonderful. One of them wakes up now and then but when that happens the other doesn't seeme to wake. I went in to get Grace screaming at full volume at 2am last night and Charlotte was sleeping peacefully less than 5 feet away. Grace always wakes first to eat around 6. If she "talks" loud enough, Charlotte will wake up, get out of bed and climb into the crib with her. They just sit and play. This morning they were 'racing' to the other side of the crib for binkis. Charlotte talks to her, helps her find her binki and lays with her. It's a remarkable sight.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014


This one....she's getting brave. 
Pulling up, crawling quickly, occasionally standing on her own. 
She is into everything and constantly exploring. 

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Strawberry Picking

After last year I wasn't sure we'd be up for the challenge of strawberry picking again this year, but here we are!

Unlike the miserable experience last year, this time around was fantastic. Charlotte ate more than she picked, Grace hung out on my back, and in the end we picked 14 pounds of strawberries in a little under an hour. Which means we spent twice as much time driving there than we did picking. We were home in time for afternoon naps.

With 14 pounds of strawberries there's only one thing to do: Freezer jam. Unfortunately something went wrong and we're now the proud owners of 11 jars of freezer syrup. Instant pectin = instant disaster. But it's all about the memories. And that part was successful. We'll be eating more pancakes this year. And ice cream. Both good candidates for jam that doesn't...well jam.

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Letter to Grace: 9 months

You are nine months old today. As it happens, today is also Father's day and I'm thankful for the distraction. I'm having a hard time reconciling the last 9 months. I can't understand where it has gone, how we have filled our minutes, hours and days. I can't recall specifics. I think that's ok. There's simply not enough room in there for everything and if given the choice, I choose the highlights.

When I think about the last 9 months I can recall the way to crawl - head down, hands flat, stopping occasionally to look up and see where you are going. I can recall the smell of your skin after a bath, the weight of your body in my arms and the way you smile nearly every moment of the day. Just by closing my eyes I can can hear you laugh. And someday, not too far from now, it won't be this easy. These memories may get pushed aside for more recent ones. For things like first steps and first "I love you"'s. Not better memories, just different, equally amazing memories that you bring to our lives.

Your personality is front and center these days. You love being around people and in the middle of things.You've been teasing lately, playing games, dropping things on purpose laughing as your sister plays along and picks something off the floor for the sixth time. And that sister of yours? She adores you. At the end of the school day she runs to give you hugs and kisses, and insists on showing you to her friends. And every night before I put you in in your crib she softly kisses the top of your head.

I truly feel that you are meant to be a part of our family. That all along this was a plan much bigger than  us. We are so very proud to be your parents. To watch you, to learn from you, to love you. Because in the end that's what this family is all about: love. A lot of it. 

I love you, 

Father's Day

Have you every really looked at the person you've chosen to spend your life with? I mean, really looked? Have you taken the time to listen, to understand, to empathize, to encourage, to love....selflessly? If you're lucky, like me, you've done this and come to the realization that there is something so innately special at the core of this person, something that's not meant to be seen by everyone.  Like a well kept secret it's meant to be shared with a limited number of people. I feel thankful to be included in this group. I am truly fortunate to know this man.

The truth is though....even I wasn't prepared for what I would see when our family grew. I never doubted that he would be an amazing father. But this? Phew. This is beyond that. The way he is with our girls. I feel like I could capture the way he looks at them and add it to Webster's under "unconditional love".

At 3 years old and 9 months old (today!) these two don't understand what an amazing gift they have been given. They will. One day. As they grow older they will understand. They will appreciate this relationship.On first days of school, in the aftermath of heartbreaks, through tough decisions that have no easy answer, first loves, and many more of life's adventures. And one day, many years from now perhaps they will become parents themselves and truly understand how deep this love runs. They will realize that so much of who they are is because of this man. This man who no matter what happens in their lives will stand proudly beside his daughters.

We're the lucky ones. The ones that get to experience his love.

Happy Father's Day Mr. Haigh.

We love you!

Thursday, June 5, 2014


This is generally the look I get when I stop Charlotte in the middle of something fun to take her picture. If I ask her to smile I get something that looks somewhere between constipation and the face she makes when Troy asks her to hold a worm. So I quit asking.

But be still my beating heart. I love this face.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

And Now for the North

It's been a crazy chaotic whirlwind month for us. As it comes to a close I can't help but feel thankful for this month. Thankful for the people who've hosted us, thankful for the people that have come to visit us, for the people we've spent time with in our new home and especially thankful for family.  No better way to wrap up such an amazing month than with a handful of very sweet family members a short drive north of us.

Oh my. Theses people are so wonderful. Soul satisfying, smile-so-much-my-mouth-hurts, exhausted in a good way wonderful.

We were welcomed Friday night by a full house, a couple of very large pizzas, and a sweet little room that had been calling our name since our visit last June. A quick trip to the pond for some sunset fishing and late night conversations ended a perfect day. The big girls asked if Charlotte could join them for a slumber party so they all piled together on the couch. An hour later we could still here them talking and giggling. The next morning Charlotte told me that the girls told her stories before bed. So sweet.

Saturday we had a family dinner, a few more introductions to sweet baby Grace, more sunset fishing, a game of tag, and some fresh from the garden rhubarb baked into a delicious crisp. Good stuff.

Sunday my sweet cousin took us to meet her beautiful horses. But even more amazing were the two hours that her trainer spent with Charlotte introducing her to the horses, letting her give treats to them and trotting her around the arena on Barney - notably the most gentle horse in the world. What an experience.

I can't thank you all enough for this weekend. It was perfect.