We hit up our favorite indoor swimming pool at the Kamas rec center on Christmas Eve. Back at the cabin, the kids were super entertained with their holiday specs while the adults worked on Christmas Eve dinner. The glasses transformed the lights on the tree into magical images and it…
Exactly one week after Crew received his cast for his broken arm, we wound up in the hospital again. Finn was on his typical two week rotation of coughing and wheezing but I didn’t think much of it because he is sick more often than not. We amped up the…
Most of our Michigan days blur together because the routine was the same. Beach, beach and more beach. I was worried that the beach wouldn’t have as much draw now that we live near the ocean, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. Aside from a few days spent with…
Finn loves his nie-night and thumb more than anything. He tries to sneak his lovey out the door every time we leave the house. Most of the time he is successful because it just makes him so happy. We had to wait a long time at Rainforest Cafe the other…
I was taking pictures today simultaneously with my phone and my nice camera. My sister-in-law asked me why I was alternating. I told her it was because the pictures from my phone could be posted on Instagram in “real time,” whereas the pictures from my camera most likely wouldn’t be uploaded and…
Ever since Nash lost and was miraculously reunited with his beloved nie-night, he has rarely let it out of his sight. It makes both of us deliriously happy.
Shortly after I posted about Nash’s loss, we received this package in the mail: I didn’t have to open it to know what it was. I let Nash open it instead: We still can’t believe it. It’s truly a Disneyland miracle that Nash’s nie-night was found amongst hundreds of…
On our last day at Disneyland, the unthinkable happened. Nash lost his beloved nie-night. Some of his very last moments with his love of all loves were the happiest moments of his life so far. We were so careful to keep track of his lovey throughout the three days we…
Our boys sure know how to love the guts out of their beloved loveys. We never let Blake take his ratty nie-night out of the house, but we are a little more lenient with Nash. It helps that a soft yellow chick is more normal-looking than a beat up bumper…
I didn’t think that anyone could love his nie-night and thumb more than Blake. I’m not sure how the term “nie-night” was even coined to represent the loveys in our household. But somehow it caught on, because Nash might be even more attached to his beloved nie-night and thumb than Blake….
