My last post was on the deep side. Here are a few shallower updates from our life these days!
1. We recently became a 3 car family.
You know, American consumerism and all. David has a car, I have a car…naturally, our non-licensed driver needed one too!
Thanks to our sweet neighbors for the hand-me-down…and evidently, the giant hand-up to Zoe’s ego:
“They see me rollin…”
2. Zoe now says 4 words. None of them are “mama.”
I’ve been beaten out by a “dog,” a “dada,” a “cat,” and a “duck.” A DUCK. Seriously.
Zoe fell in love with ducks on our recent trip to Telluride, Colorado with my family. The house my parents rented was like something from MTV “Cribs” (it even came with an Escalade!) and had wonderful mountain views but Zoe could have cared less about any of that. She cared about the ducks in the backyard.
She was so motivated by the thrill of ducks that she learned how to point out the window of the house and say “duck,” prompting her eager servants to take her outside. Once outside, she would simply stare at the water saying “duck! Duck! DUCK!” Can we say “obsessed?”
3. I have a stalker.
Although Zoe does not use my name, she still finds a way to communicate how much she loves and wants me by reaching for, lunging for, and/or crying for me 75% of the time that anyone else is holding her. When we are “reunited” she hugs and kisses me like we’ve been separated for an eternity, even if I have been standing there the entire time.
Here’s a photographic example. Context: I had been doing something next to Zoe while she played on the floor when she suddenly decided she HAD to be held by me RIGHT THEN. I picked her up. The following passionate reunion occurred:
The joy, the ecstasy!
(I love my sister’s face in the background of this photo. It’s like “what the HECK?
She was there the entire time! Why the dramatics?!”)
Her obsession with me has become a bit wearing. I now do almost everything while holding her (including showering) because she becomes inconsolable if I leave her alone. The other day David thought she had gotten injured because she was screaming so loud. Nope, I had just put her down on the floor next to me while I went to the bathroom. Apparently I’m now supposed to hold her while I do that…?
Zoe, there’s a song about this and most people find that song really creepy. Just think about it. Moving on…
4. David and I celebrated our fifth anniversary!
Five years ago we walked our little baby selves down the aisle and got hitched. I have made three truly great decisions in my life: accepting Jesus into my heart, choosing to live at a time when life felt hopeless, and choosing to make my life with David. I’m so thankful for him and the constant encouragement, support, growth, accountability, humor, and fun he brings into my life. And he is SUCH a great daddy to our little girl. I just love watching them together!
(Not sure why this picture is so small. Click to see expanded cuteness!!)
For our anniversary, his mom (who was visiting from Seattle) graciously agreed to watch Zoe overnight so that we could get some R&R. I had a difficult time with this concept at first as Zoe and I haven’t spent a night apart since she came home from the hospital. Zoe had been inconsolable recently when someone besides me tried to put her to bed, and I was scared that she wouldn’t go to sleep, would wake up and wouldn’t be able to be comforted, or would just be really upset. For weeks before the trip I was wavering back and forth about whether I could go through with it.
An hour into the trip I was enjoying a poolside margarita and thinking “WHAT TOOK ME SO LONG?”
David had kept the destination a secret until we got there, and it was a perfect and very thoughtful pick: a resort about 25 minutes from our house so that we could go home if Zoe needed us. Now that’s romantic!
Thankfully, everything went fine and we were able to enjoy lots of pool time, massages, a nice dinner out, delicious dessert, and a few walks by the water.
The best part? This view.
I haven’t seen my legs under blankets at 8:30 am in months. Getting to STAY in bed with a cup of coffee and a newspaper full of juicy stories to read?!! Unbeatable.
5. Fantasy football season has begun! A scene from our draft party:
We have 10 players across the US in our league this year. May the best
man sister & brother team win!
Thanks for reading!