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  • Two years in and I am still so torn about winters in Texas. We got a swing set for the girls and they installed it in the backyard today. It was blustery with just enough of a nip in the air that I wanted them all in light jackets, but of course the big girls insisted that they didn't need them. Mild winters without the hassle of lost mittens and 5 layers or having to scrape the car are nice, but they're also a little wrong to me too. My brother sent pictures of his boys playing in the snow this week and I do miss it more than not. I grew up in Iowa where seasons are most definitely a thing and until now we've always lived places with white winters.  Of course, northern Wyoming where we were able to make a snow cave the first week of October was a little more than I bargained for (though it does make for a great memory now!), but I would love a good January snow. I think at some point we'll need to add Christmas break into our travel schedule in addition to summer so we can get a little snow...or maybe someone can mail me some?
  • Who needs a bassinet when you have a laundry basket? 💕
  • We moved to Texas two years ago after Addie was born and we were officially out numbered by kids. It was literally an impulse decision that we acted on within 2 weeks. There are so many reasons why I thought we would never live in Texas (heat and the absence of seasons topping that list) and I was adamantly against it for the first 10 years of our marriage, but being near family has melted all of those arguments away. Until we moved to Austin we had never lived near family. Now we're able to see Chris' mom and dad and a whole bunch aunts, uncles, and cousins on a regular basis. It's such a gift for the girls, and equally wonderful for me and Chris, especially with all the extra hands to help since Vivi was born. Not just with baby holding, but cooking, dish washing, and laundry too. Right now I'm feeling incredibly grateful and like Texas was meant to be.
  • This photo was my Facebook memory from 7 years ago: one of the last photos I took of our tiny island home before we moved back to landlocked America. For three years we lived on Nantucket, and my love for that island 30 miles out to sea hasn't diminished one bit in the days, weeks, and months since we left.  I never thought I would feel so much love for a place, but there's something about it that got into my bones...into my soul. It's like my little piece of heaven. Have you ever felt that way about a place? Someday, Chris and I dream of living there again. Maybe we'll figure out how to make millions with our business and have a beach cottage? 🤞 Just one if our fantasy #lifegoals. . . . . . #nantucket #lighthouse #brantpoint #beach
  • Vivi is 2 months old today. Still rocking her newborn clothes at 8lbs 8oz and 21 inches long, although her hands actually stick out of the sleeves now. 😁