As I mentioned in the previous post, my mom taught Nora how to give “high fives” at dinner. It was so cute, because it was like it immediately clicked in her head. Plus, she was getting plenty of praise for doing it, which made her want to do it over and over.
Here is a [...]
After the “poo incident,” we got through the hustle and bustle of the airport. Once we had our bags and were through customs, we stepped outside to be greeted with oppressive humidity. It felt like someone sucked the air right out of my lungs.
Of course, as soon as we were out there, we were [...]
After staying up until after midnight packing, we had to be up at 3:00 a.m. for our 6:00 a.m. flight. It was not pretty. In my opinion, 3:00 a.m. never is. Still, we learned our lesson from the dreaded missed-flight-incident of May 2011 and gave ourselves plenty of time.
The flight to Baltimore was [...]
We put our place on the market on February 1st.
It’s June 27th. We are still searching for a buyer for our home.
I honestly NEVER thought that it would be this hard. When our realtor filled out the contract agreement and put 8/1/11 as the expiration date for our listing, we laughed. We thought [...]
Last Monday, we took Nora in for her nine-month well-baby doctor’s visit. I always look forward to these appointments (especially now that they’re three months apart, which seems like forever!) because it gives me the opportunity to ask 10 million questions. It also reassures us that we’re not total screw-ups as parents, so that’s nice.
AboutI'm Heather. I'm 32 and have been married to Michael for six years. Together, we have two beautiful little girls we love more than anything, and a miniature dachshund who drives us crazy. I'm a full-time working mom who has very little time for my own "stuff" these days, like home improvement, cooking/baking, cake decorating, and photography. Despite the team not making the playoffs since 1999, I'm STILL a Buffalo Bills fan, which I think speaks to my loyalty AND sense of humor. I can't wait to pick up the pace with travel again some day... you know, when we're done being ruled by tiny fists. Welcome to my blog.
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