i hate that i’ve only been posting once a month lately. i have allowed myself almost no down time in the last few weeks. i have stayed up past 3 AM more times in the last month than i have in the last like 2 years combined, at least.
caylin turned 10 months old on sunday. hard to believe she’ll be a year old in 2 months. really, really hard to believe. * i’m convinced we are raising a hellion. this girl is absolutely crazy. * she eats like 3 dinners. she eats whenever brett and i get home
let me preface this by saying, i’m unbelievably lucky. brett is amazing. caylin is amazing. our families: amazing. this house? amazing. life is fantastic, and we are unbelievably fortunate. none of the below is me complaining about my life, because there is zero to complain about. the last few
caylin turned 9 months today. more specifically, 2 hours ago. brett and i just watched silver linings playbook, and one of the songs they played was frank sinatra singing, “have yourself a merry little christmas”. they had the big christmas lights in the background. the big ones, not the crappy
we closed on the house yesterday. we. closed. on. our new house. we’re moving into our new house next week. no matter how many times i say it, it still won’t sink in. we haven’t done diddly as far as packing goes–my mom has done 95%