The first big decision to make when packing the baby bag for the trip to the PNW wss which naked doll to bring. Big Baby and Original Baby made the cut (for those interested). Continue reading
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13 Months (toddler love)
Evelyn started walking about 2 weeks after her first birthday (one week after Kate and mom left). 2 wobbly days later she was essentially driving, talking and drinking Switchback.
Reno updates on Messier Hill
Early this month, a fabulous crew busted down our popcorn ceilings, opened a wall for new french doors and jackhammered kitchen tile, which reportedly fought its displacement ferociously. We’re so excited to see it transform. Continue reading
Change Fees
Bluebird, icy cold days brought 3 Northwesterners to New England. The wary travelers endured canceled flights and red eyes to arrive. Thanks, weather gods. Your white, fluffy trickery worked. They changed their flights on the other end and stuck around the gambrel palace a few more days. Continue reading
Messier Hill 1.0
A few more weeks at the Sullivans saw all family members, a new truck, a Jesus cake, a Christmas light short, a Christmas tree spectacle, a first birthday and a new year. Whew. Yet after all that, tears welled as we packed our suitcases to move down the hill.
“snow” day
In the 11th hour of her infant year, Evelyn finally saw some snow. A light dusting had us all grinning and humming grammagotrunoverbyareindeer and other classy Christmas tunes. Continue reading
Last month, baby.
Our 11 month old (what?!) Evvie continues her approach to toddlerhood. We can calm a fussy mood by holding her hands and walking anywhere. She grins wide and squeals with pride (or so I project). She plays independently with plastic barn animals, rocking chairs, butter cartons, whisks, but her corolle babies (vanilla scented) are still the favorites. She coos for books to be read over and over again with Nana. The Good Night Train and Brown Bear Brown Bear are already showing wear.
Are you homesick yet?
Yes, of course! Mom kindly sent 4 iterations of this spectacular scene from the Bainbridge porch in late November. Despite the initial gut punch of homesickness, I feel happy to be on this adventure. I’m surrounded by some very nice people and learning to appreciate the beauty of ‘stick season.’
Bye, Northwest
So, it’s time. We booked our last minute tickets for three to Burlington. One way. At least we like each other. I think we’ll have fun, but I think this serious gal is a Seattleite at heart.
Adventures in Baby Feeding
At essentially 9 months, Evvie can toss back the caloric needs of a linebacker relative to size. I’ve thrown avocado, pad thai, cucumber, grapes, banana, chicken, pepperjack cheese her way and every item is housed. Occasionally her hand shovels so aggressively that her 8 killer chompers crush her fingers and she cries. So, I give her more food to help her sad feelings go away – Like the banana muffin from Madison Kitchen she inhaled with Kate this week, because, well, duh. Continue reading
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