Wednesday, August 7, 2013

06/11-12/11 in 56 Seconds

Bryan graduated from Stanford, yay! In celebration we drove straight to Utah where he spent the next month and a half, 6 days a week, 14 hours a day studying for the California Bar, boo. We made the trip to Southern California where he took the bar, yay! But didn’t find out he passed until November, boo! After Bryan took the bar, we took a trip to visit his brother in Alaska; vacationed in Vegas, where we stayed at our first five-star hotel (it was a steal!) and gluttoned at the The Buffet at the Bellagio; and then traveled back to SoCal where we visited SeaWorld, the San Diego Wild Animal Park, Universal Studios, and Disneyland, where we celebrated our 3-year anniversary. We then drove back to Utah, found out we were going to have a baby (yay!!!), camped and hiked at Arches and Zion’s, and spent the next three months bouncing around the country visiting family. Our road trip followed this path: Utah, Virginia, Missouri, Minnesota, and finally back to Virginia. During this time I gained an aversion to vegetables, and Bryan and I entered a vicious cycle: me eating the few vegetables I could stomach, Bryan mentioning them by name because he worried the baby wasn’t getting enough, me losing the vegetables I had managed to eat that day, and then repeating the process the next day and every day until I entered the blessed 2nd Trimester. Bryan started work at a law firm in Washington, D.C. on Halloween. In November we flew back to Utah for my sister Shelley’s wedding. In December we traveled to St. Louis to spend Christmas with Bryan’s family. We ended the year by celebrating our first New Year’s Eve alone together, pigging out and watching 2012.

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Thursday, August 1, 2013

I thought I had a blog somewhere . . . .

I’m not sure where to start. So much has happened since my last post, I could probably write a couple of novels. I’ve attempted putting fingers to keyboard many a time, but the task always seems so daunting that I find my fingers unwilling to type.* Darn fingers; if they weren’t so prone to stutter, I’m sure you’d all be updated by now, or at the very least know that we’ve added a member to our clan. Which is hardly news considering he’s 14 months.

This is when our blog turns into a shrine for our son, Logan. I kid, I kid (kind of). It's going to be really hard to tone down the Mommy-lovin' to a dull beam of sunshine-in-the-eye, but I'm going to try. Can you blame me for struggling? I mean, c'mon. Just look at this kid:

Just a few snapshots from the last 14 months:

 1 Month

2 Months

3 Months

4 Months

5 Months

6 Months

7 Months

8 Months

9 Months

10 Months

11 Months

12 Months

13 Months

14 Months

In all seriousness, we adore our little man more than we ever imagined we could.

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* Sheesh. Can you tell I’ve been reading a lot of old British books lately?