Yesterday we took a day trip to visit E&T who moved to Bremerton a few months ago. Fell in love with their new home and their new lifestyle (ferry commute). Thanks for the amazing brunch and good company. Highlights included a neighborhood tour; introducing W to a coloring book; spinach from erin’s garden; outdoor diaper changes; and the ferry ride back home with great friends. xo
In my nine years in Seattle, I have never experienced a Memorial Day weekend quite like this past one. You see, summer usually starts in, oh, August. We might get a week of sunshine here or there in the spring, but Memorial Day weather has never been anything remarkable. Until this past weekend. 85 degrees and sunny. EVERY DAY OF THE WEEKEND.
It was a blast. We grilled two of the three nights; had friends visiting from SF; saw pals who have a babe a week older than W; sat in the sun; went to a BBQ (Sarah’s backyard is incredible right now); and got to taste homemade pizza.
We had just gotten back from Utah when Shan and Derek invited us to play on the Olympic Peninsula the following weekend. It took us, oh, 15 seconds to say yes.
Got to ski on my birthday and take another little family trip. My gratitude at this point is overflowing and sometimes overwhelming… there’s just so much to be grateful for right now. And then I juxtapose that with everything in the news this week and it’s too much to take at times. Insert some sort of emoji here.
The day before we left, I was feeling a little exhausted just thinking about traveling or taking a long car ride. But I always take that back as soon as we hit the road. On weekend trips, it’s all good and easy and simple. I get to talk to Sean for an extended period of time (this time, he substituted as my business law professor and got me up to date on contracts — yeeeeah). I spend quality time with W in between his naps in the backseat. And I unplug a little bit (being in Canada helped).
Getting away really does feel like getting away from the hustle and bustle. Here are some recent pics of baby time, birthday treats, extended family, work events, and the Whistler trip.
We went back to Leavenworth — this time with Seattle friends we’ve known for a long time. Law school buddies of Sean’s, their spouses, and their kids: all boys, all under the age of five. William was the youngest.
I love introducing W to new people. First, because he’s one of the friendliest dudes I know – you’re pretty much guaranteed a smile within a few minutes. Two, because he learns new expressions, games, and ways of interaction. And three, because I think the more people who love and know him, the better.
I’ve heard a lot of stories of courage lately. I’m not sure if that’s because my loved ones are doing more courageous things, or because I’ve been paying closer attention to it. Probably a combination of both.
In addition to the joy of William and a visit from an old friend, we have had a lot of good things pouring in over the last seven weeks. It has been amazing to have so much support from our friends, family, co-workers, golf buddies, neighbors… the list goes on.
We’ve had newborn diapers delivered to our doorstep; loads of laundry done in a matter of hours; blueberry pancakes made from scratch; generous gifts sent our way; messages of support from our east coasters; and so much more.
Everyone told us to accept help when we had a baby. We did it. And we’re loving it.
Febbie came to visit last weekend. It was wonderful to have her in Seattle, and I loved sharing little William with her. We ate at some delicious Seattle establishments, caught up for hours, and reminisced about our footloose and fancy free days in Seattle (ah, to be 22 again).