Attended Holden’s first preschool event tonight – the pumpkin party, so called because everyone was supposed to bring in a pumpkin to decorate (with breaks for a little Mexican buffet and ‘circle time’).
Holden was a real champ when it came time to decorate – very careful and precise about how he slopped paint on the pumpkin – looked like a masterpiece to me:
Uncle Fletcher came to visit last Thursday and the boys had a great time (us too). Colin must have asked me every couple hours the entire week before how long it was going to be until Fletcher got to Seattle. Colin had lots of plans, most of which involved getting to eat food in the living room while watching baseball. He planned on putting out chips, Skittles, and either penne or bow tie pasta (he couldn’t decide).
On Friday while Chuck was at work we entertained Fletcher, or really I should say he entertained the boys. We went to Colin’s swim lessons and then to get Fletcher his monster meatball sub. That night we got a baby sitter and went out to Ray’s Cafe right on the water. It wasn’t the nicest night, but the food was fantastic. I can’t wait to go there again.
Saturday, we got a big breakfast and then Chuck and Fletcher took Colin and Holden over to the baseball field and ran them ragged, hitting and running the bases. At the same time I had to go register for my triathlon. I expected it to take about 2 hours, but 4 hours and many, many long lines later I finally got home and decided I needed to carbo load a bit so we went out to eat at Snappy Dragon – yum, yum.
Since the upcoming Tuesday was also Fletcher’s birthday the boys wanted to make him a cake (with lots of sprinkles). So after stuffing ourselves at Snappy we came home to have some cake.
Later Chuck and Fletcher went out to get some drinks and I turned in early since I had to be up at 5:30 the next morning to race. Then Holden decided to wake up at 11:30 and 12:30 (Chuck wasn’t home yet) so I got up with Holden – who wasn’t sick or anything, just woke up and cried. At that point I was quite mad, at Holden and Chuck who got home shortly thereafter. At this point it is 1:30 and by now I can’t sleep at all because I am so mad. At 3 AM Holden woke up again (I was still awake) then he woke up again at 3:45 when I finally brought him into bed with me. I finally fell asleep at 4:30 AM, only to have to get up an hour later to go and race in a triathlon. Let’s just say I was not very happy with Chuck or anybody at 6 AM when I decided I was still going to go and do it.
I ended up getting to the start about 3 minutes before my wave started. I was exhausted but I did it anyway and well by my own standards. 18 minute swim, 10 minute transition (I wasn’t trying very hard), 42 minute bike ride, 2 minute transition and then a 34 minute run (which is good for me because I had yet to actually run 3 miles in training – I am an awful runner). 1:48 minutes all in all. Thankfully by then Chuck had apologized many times and I had worked out all my frustrations so I was happy.
We drove home, I slept for about an hour and then we took the bus down to the Mariners vs. Yankees game. It was a beautiful day, we had great seats, cold beers and the boys were happy. They both stayed in their seats from the 4th inning (we got there late) until the end of the game. Then they went down and got to run the bases on the field. The bus ride home was not so smooth, we waited well over an hour for a bus and we were all pretty tired by then.
The next day Chuck had to go back to work and Fletcher played his 25th game of Sequence with Colin. The there was some Lego construction and other games when I finally convinced them we should go do something. We went to the Ballard Locks to see the salmon fish ladder but there were hardly any fish in it. Colin had swimming lessons right after that and then we took Fletcher to the airport. Colin asked him right away when he was going to come back…they had a great time.
After driving back down to Chelsea, my Dad went to pick Chuck up at the airport the next morning at 5 AM. He had taken the red eye and didn’t get much sleep. Once he woke up later we all hung out at the pool all afternoon, ordered a few pizzas for dinner and had a sleepover with the cousins (plus a movie and popcorn).
On Friday we went to Ann Arbor and had breakfast at Zingermanns with our friend Kristin, who we found out is pregnant with twin girls – congratulations to her. Afterwards we took a little drive around Ann Arbor and stopped off at the new Ross School of Business which is huge and very nice. Chuck just wishes he had gone there a few years later 
Friday night we went over to my stepsister Christine’s house. The boys had a good time playing in the basement and we ordered thai food and got to hang out with Christine, Tim and my dad which was nice. By the time we went home there was a major thunderstorm starting and it absolutely poured the whole way home. We got to my dads, both boys were asleep and it was just pouring. We waited a few minutes to see if it would let up but it didn’t so we made a break for it. We really only had to run about 20-30 feet but got totally soaked on our way into the house. It was crazy.
Saturday morning we took my dad and Sheila out for a father’s day breakfast and then it was off to the airport to fly to New York for the last leg of our trip. There were a lot of thunderstorms and our first flight was cancelled. We got a different one to LGA instead of Newark and the flight was pretty rough I have to say. Our stuff never made it to the airport so we were without luggage or car seats. Chuck’s parents sent a driver to get us and it ended up being a limo which was fun (with the borrowed carseats):
Chuck’s parents were in the process of moving to the DC area so most of their stuff was packed up but we all managed to make due and got to order a lot of NY pizza (for the last time ). We didn’t do much the next day, which was father’s day. Sorry to Chuck I didn’t have much planned, but he did get to sit and watch a movie with the boys for awhile:
The next day it was off to Block Island. We drove up and took the ferry across and right after we got there Colin started saying his throat hurt. Well that was the beginning of a week long fever/sore throat sickness and Colin was not very happy most of the time. He would be OK on the Motrin but as soon as it wore off he was a wreck. I have to say though he was a trouper and really tried hard to still go out and do things.
We did a puzzle and played lots of games, including about 10 games of Monopoly with Colin. That is almost the only game he wanted to play. We would play for about an hour and a half and right when things were being built he would want to quit.
We ate some meals in (more than normal because of the illness) but Chuck got his favorite fried chicken and gravy:
And even with a slight fever Colin begged to go to his favorite place, Sharky’s, where grandpa had to down two “Shark Attacks” to get them both sharks:
We went down and tried on some funny hats. Colin and Holden both liked the lobster hat:
One day we went to the coast guard beach and played for awhile. There were little kids there fishing and they caught a few flounder plus a skate. The boys thought it was very cool.
We got to celebrate Grandma’s birthday while we were there. The boys made her a cake and we decorated the dining room with balloons. They love any excuse to have a party.
And we took our traditional family photo on the front porch:
Plus an added bonus of all the guys:
Finally on the last night Dad got to go out and have his lobster. Holden was very interested:
And I think Colin even more so – Grandpa was teaching him how to crack the claw, but he wasn’t adventuresome enough to eat the lobster.
Of course after that we had to go out for one last ice cream and some fun around the ice cream store:
The next day we headed back to New York for the last time. Chuck’s parents were busy with house stuff so we spent the day around Tarrytown and then headed to the airport. We had a late flight, at 8 PM. It was delayed and didn’t leave until 10:30 PM, then it is a 6 hour flight and as we were landing the guy in front of us got seriously ill and unresponsive. We had to do a semi-emergency landing and then wait while the paramedics came on the plane and took care of him. By the time we got home it was 3 AM Seattle time so we were exhausted.
All in all it was a very fun trip, and great to see everyone but after over 3 weeks the boys were glad to be home – and so was I!
It has been awhile since we updated our blog, but we were on vacation for over 3 weeks and just got back a couple days ago. I took the boys by myself for the first two weeks and then Chuck joined us for the last week and a half.
We started on June 6th, flew to Detroit to see my dad and family in Chelsea. Here is half of my family on my dad’s side at my nephew Joe’s baseball game:
Here is my dad, “John Deere Grandpa” with Holden and then both boys on the tractor. They call him John Deere grandpa because he loves tractors and has toy John Deeres in his living room. Although he always says it would be better if he was called Farmall Grandpa since he doesn’t own any actual John Deere tractors.
We spent a few days with John Deere grandpa, including going swimming in the pool. Holden was absolutely wild in the pool, jumping in, going under and practically swimming by himself. He was so crazy during one 2 hour swim-a-thon he even threw up twice because of all the water he swallowed, but then he just jumped right back in.
Uncle Adam and Colin in a swimming race:
We also went out to lunch with my grandma who is 94. She seems to be doing well and is still even driving, although I am not so sure that is a good idea anymore. My mom came down and she, my dad, Aunt Penny and Aunt Joey, plus my cousin Taylor all went out to lunch. It was a nice time. Then right after we drove up to my mom’s house on Torch Lake.
We spent a week up at my Moms and the weather was nice, sunny and in the 70s. Unfortunately the water was only 60 degrees and I did manage to go swimming but only for about a minute. The boys played by the lake almost every day and also rode big wheels around the driveway.
We had a surprise visit from Uncle Ben which was great. He stayed for about 4 days and the boys loved playing with him:
Going Fishing:
Teaching Colin to play pool:
Of course Nana spoiled them with all kinds of treats and toys, and many, many games of Sorry.
Playing in the fountain on the porch:
Walking up to get ice cream:
After spending a week up north I rented a car and drove back down to my Dad’s where Chuck joined us the next day…but I will blog about that in Vacation – Part 2
Grandpa and Grandma Fuller and Uncle Fletcher were in town last weekend and both Colin and Holden (as well as us) had a great time. The boys were very well behaved and had lots of energy. We went out to get pizza on Thursday night and Colin was teasing Fletcher about what he likes on his pizza (butterflies, bugs, beer, etc) when it eventually devolved into potty talk and “poop on your pizza”. We told Colin not to say poop so he replies “Uncle Fletcher do you like that brown stuff that comes out of your butt and smells bad and goes into the toilet on your pizza?” Nice.
Friday we took a little stroll around the Pike Place Market and then went to the aquarium. The boys had a great time there. That night we went out to Snappy Dragon for a great Chinese meal. Saturday we took a ride on the Bainbridge ferry and then played at the baseball field for awhile that afternoon. Colin loved playing baseball with Daddy and Uncle Fletcher, which is good because Colin needs a little practice running. Saturday night we got a babysitter and enjoyed a beer out and then dinner at Le Gourmand. Dinner was great, lasted 3 hours and was lots of fun. The family left Sunday – it seemed to go very fast. Chuck had to go to London on Monday, so after so much family fun all weekend it seemed a little slow this week.
Holden has been doing pretty well over the past few weeks, aside from the vaccine fever (which also causes a minor measles rash). He loves balls – and carries a football or baseball all over the house with him. He says “dada”, “dah = dog”, “ma”, “mo = more” and “ba = ball” – beyond that he babbles all the time. He does lots of signs, but he tends to have a sign of the day and does that for everything. He does signs for again, more, eat, apple – which means all fruit of any type, and today he made up his own sign for open which was swinging his arms way behind him.
Although he doesn’t speak very much he understands everything we are talking about. Chuck and I were talking about getting bagels for breakfast and he overheard us, made the eat sign and went to his high chair. He also overheard me telling my mom how we were trying to get Colin to hop on one foot and all of a sudden Holden is picking up his one foot trying to balance. He also tells us when he pooped in his diaper and the other day he went to the diaper bag to get a new diaper.
Sorry no pictures on this one – I will try to download them tomorrow.
Now for a few tidbits:
We have been somewhat off our game when it comes to posting, sorry about that. If you haven’t checked Flickr recently, we’ve got all of the December pictures up there, including many from our trip to New York. Here’s one of my favorites:
Our trip back east was a lot of fun, a bit on the crazy side, and a bit rough on the immune system. Some of the highlights:
- We took the kids to the city to see the Radio City Music Hall Christmas show. I believe it was a first for all of us, and the kids (mostly) enjoyed it, although our nephew Curt lost it by the end. Colin was mesmerized by most of it, but he refused to wear the 3-D glasses they handed out, and thus missed one of the legitimately cooler portions of the show.
- Christmas morning was an absolute whirlwind – Jess and I could barely catch our breath as all of the kids 3 and older tore through every present in a matter of minutes. Unavoidable at this age I suppose, but we’re all hoping to reach a slightly more sane tempo in the future. Probably won’t happen.
- Colin and Curt had a blast together, and bonded over a mutual love of superheroes. Curt has progressed beyond Spiderman to include Power Rangers, but Colin is still firmly in the Spidey camp.
- There were a lot of pennies in this pool (it was a fundraiser, I believe they said there was over $1M worth)
- First class is the only way to fly. Thanks to American Airlines miles and my Dad’s generosity, we were able to fly it both ways. On both flights the 4th seat in our row opened up, which meant we had another 1st class seat for Holden coming and going. Colin was incredibly good on both flights (thanks buddy).
- I came down with chills and a fever the second we got home, and was laid up for the entire weekend after we got back – sweet!
All in all a fun trip. We’re trying to figure out our summer travel plans now, which should be the next major Fuller family journey, but we’ve got some smaller trips on the horizon as well – look out, we might be descending on your locale any day now (insert evil laugh)…
Lastly, our February resolution is to be more diligent about posting…promise.
Sorry, it has been awhile since we posted. No excuse really – aside from the two kids, holidays and sicknesses.
We are back from a great trip to New York for Christmas, aside from the fact that everyone was sick. Colin and his cousins had a great time playing together. We got plenty of pictures and lots of hilarious Curt and Colin videos. The pictures are posted: http://www.flickr.com/photos/chuckfuller/
We might have to wait a bit on the video.
Holdey-Boldy (as we call him) is doing great – already over 10 months. Still cruising around. Standing up in his crib. Babbling a bit of Mama, Dada and Hi. The boy loves his carbs. We made the mistake of giving him some pasta and there is no turning back now. He also just had beef last night for the first time and loved that too – you should be happy to hear that Mom and Ed.
Colin seems to be growing up so fast to me. The way he speaks now and everything he can remember just astounds me. Over Christmas he would be missing for awhile and I would find him watching “Hairspray” with Grace and Lily. Once we got back he did something in the kitchen and goes “Hallelujah” (really more like “Hal-e-ooh-yah”) – I said “where did you learn that” and he replied “Grace and Lily’s movie. I also learned to dance.” Nice. He is very into Spiderman at the moment although I don’t think he has every really seen Spiderman in anything. He also loves trains and Thomas. Santa was very kind to him so now he has trains all over the place. Of course his little brother is into everything and that is driving Colin a bit mad.
There is a lot more to post about Christmas but I will let Chuck tackle a bit more of that.
Happy New Year to all. I will try my best to post more in 2008!
I know it’s a bit late, but we wanted to give a rundown on our oh-so-well timed vacation back east to see Grandma and Grandpa, and to visit Block Island. The background story is that we were in the midst of trying to sell our house before moving back to Seattle, so you could say it would have made more sense to focus on, say, wrapping things up in Ann Arbor. But why do that when you can leave yourself just a few days after an extended vacation to do it!
So anyway, we actually signed the sales contract to sell our house on Thursday, June 28th, which happened to be the day we were leaving…well, here’s the day-to-day summary:
Thu, 6.28: After signing the contract, we hit the road with an eye toward stopping somewhere between Ann Arbor and Uncle Ben’s house in PA. As if we didn’t hate the PA Turnpike already, we had no luck finding a place to stay. There’s a huge no-man’s land for services in the middle of the state, so we ended up pushing it way too far, driving the boys crazy, until we managed to find a HoJo’s (that’s right, a HoJo’s) just a couple of hours from Ben’s house. They didn’t take dogs, but we managed to sneak Sevi in (sorry HoJo’s, hope there wasn’t too much dog hair).
Fri, 6.29: Arrived around midday (we took our time, including a stop at Circuit City) at Ben and Kristen’s horse farm. Spent the day relaxing with them, as Ben and Colin bonded over their common love of tractors. Colin had a first, as he puke-burped for the first time – I guess it took him by surprise, because the puke just shot right out – and yet he seemed completely unfazed.
Sat, 6.30: Off to New York to see G’Ma and G’Pa, and of course we ran into epic traffic on the George Washington Bridge. Luckily Colin was very excited about the fact that the bridge was named after George Washington, so that kept it from being a complete disaster. Anyway, after sitting there for over an hour waiting to get into NY, we finally arrived in Tarrytown. Joyous reunion and some great food from the grill, and everyone was happy.
Sun, 7.1: Got to visit with the Chaney’s! Of course we were late getting into the city to meet them at the Museum of Natural History, but they were, of course, very understanding (doesn’t hurt that they have their own son now). It was our first time meeting Corbin, their new addition; unfortunately Colin’s only care was the purchase of a soft pretzel, which overrode all other concerns from a meet and greet standpoint. And even worse, the 1st (yes, 1st) soft pretzel we got was not very good – quite stale in fact. However, the sight of the solar system display which dominates the entrance into the museum quickly dispelled the trauma of the pretzel – Colin was, if you’ll forgive me, in heaven. And Holden seemed pretty hooked in as well – he was quiet throughout the whole visit, and seemed fascinated by everything. We even managed to get a great 2nd pretzel, so the whole day turned out to be a success. As always great to see the Chaney’s, especially now that they’ve grown to 3. Love you guys.
Mon, 7.2: We were unnecessarily stressed out about the travel time to the Block Island ferry, mostly because our past experiences with Holden and Colin in the car implied about double the normal travel time. But they were great, we flew up there, and had some time to kill in Point Judith, which was fine. It was a gorgeous day, and so great to get to the house – Calum (sp?) (contractor extraordinaire) came over to fix a couple of things and brought his daughter Rory. Colin tried forever to get her to play with him – he rolled out all of his tricks, from toys to coloring books and numerous pleas of “it’s fun!!” I don’t think she ever relented. But Colin was assuaged by a killer spaghetti dinner courtesy of Grandma.
Tue, 7.3: Fireworks night on Block Island! Colin and Holden both stayed up to watch the show, with Colin providing color commentary on which planets and rockets the various fireworks looked like. I have to say I was impressed with the performance when it was all said and done. But we did have a moment of letdown early on when we thought what turned out to be some of the locals shooting off bottle rockets was the whole shebang. Luckily they were nothing compared to the real show, but they did provide some entertainment as we watched Block Island’s finest race back and forth trying to arrest these rogue fireworks users.
Wed, 7.4: Attended the Block Island 4th Parade, which was…entertaining. Lots of local flavor, shall we say. That night it might as well have been Halloween, because the adults were spooked out. Jess, my parents and I sat down to tackle a game of Scrabble, and about halfway through Dad looks over to the front door with a startled expression and says “I just saw someone go out the front door.” My Dad is not someone to jump at shadows, so everyone was appropriately freaked out. Then Jess went upstairs to check on the kids, just in case, and found the doors which had been closed wide open…
Thu, 7.5: Following the ghostly 4th of July, we had a much more mellow Thursday, as Michael and Joanie (my uncle and aunt for those who don’t know them) came out to the island for lunch (they live near Boston). They brought Colin some great presents, and it was great to catch up with them. For some reason my Dad decided to start talking about Fletch’s friends and created a mix and match of them that was pretty impressive to hear. This was our first ice cream free day (we just can’t hang with my older brother Lawrence, who never misses a day).
Fri, 7.6: Tried to see some animals after trying a new lunch place downtown, but it was just too hot for the llamas and camels and kangaroos (there’s a hotel that keeps a menagerie on the island). Dad provided the quote of the week [PG-13 warning - we try to keep this family friendly, but I have to include this] I did some work helping Fletch get Dad’s new computer set up to access the Fuller Asset Management technical resources, and one of the things we were doing was addressing all of the spam in Dad’s inbox. So I’m looking at his email and I say “Yeah, it’s a bit of a shock to look at your business email and see a message from Fletch, Fletch, Lawrence, Fletch and then one that has “huge erection!!!” in the subject line”…to which my Dad instantly and innocently replies, “I know, I get one of those every day.”
Sat, 7.7: Still anxiously waiting to hear about the home inspection on our house in Ann Arbor, so we occupied our morning at a great park that’s near our house. We hit downtown and found lighthouses everywhere – even bought an amazing barber pole lighthouse bird feeder that Colin would bring to bed with him if we let him. He also picked out John Adams from a thumbnail sketch on a book spine from a few feet away. I made the mistake of running up Beacon Hill (but I did make it back!), and we hit the beach for the first time (we’re bad, but kids this young at the beach are difficult).
Sun, 7.8: Colin decided to wake me up at 5AM – thanks! Tried to head downtown to walk around, but everyone was wiped out early. Had a great dinner at the Harborside, so that place is back in the mix, and watched the 2nd half of Gone With The Wind.
Mon, 7.9: Trauma day for Colin, as he took a nose dive down the front steps and landed squarely on the bridge of his nose. As per the usual, I was about three feet away and couldn’t do a thing to stop it. It was a gusher, and I was shaking as I tried to calm him down, blood getting everywhere (including the new porch – sorry G’ma and G’pa!). We managed to soothe him with a visit to the Southeast Lighthouse, followed by some truly great french fries at the Oar (he deserved them). Our frustration with the home selling process mounts as we wait to find out how much more money we’re out for repairs…but we did have good news on securing our rental place in Seattle, which is a load off. I made a cheesecake for the first time, which would have come out perfectly had it not been for some intervention on taking it out of the pan – I’ll name no names.
Tue, 7.10: TICK DAY. Absolutely miserable day. Changed Colin’s diaper and found at least 15+ tiny ticks attached to his groin area, right where he’d been sitting in the yard the previous evening. Unfortunately I’d been out there with Holden, and he and I both had one as well. But clearly Colin was the huge concern. Essentially it was pure stress the entire day. Thankfully it was the one day of the month that a vet was on the island, so I was able to make sure Sevi was dosed and wasn’t going to carry any of the wee beasties home with her. Somehow Jess and I still managed to have a date night and went out for a really incredible late dinner at the Manisses. [as a tick update, all were painfully removed from everyone, and Jess practiced some preventative/peace of mind medicine by getting both the boys a round of antibiotics - so far so good as far as lyme disease is concerned].
Wed, 7.11: Only thing to do after such a stressful day is nothing, and few better places to do nothing than Block Island. While the day was a wash, we did have a rousing game of Trivial Pursuit with my parents. Jess managed to misread the answer to a question about a 1927 silent movie so that she thought it was titled “Gerald Ford” (huh?). And my Dad is truly the best person you can play this game with – every question he reads is preceded by “Oh this is easy,” or “You’ll never get this!” And since he was asking questions for my Mom, he naturally provided hints to her at regular intervals, which is ironic since she needs the least help of any of us. Crowned it all off at the end of the game, when Mom needed to roll a 4 to reach the center and mercifully end the game, and her 2 prompted him to declare “Well, only got half of what you needed.” Perfect.
Thu, 7.12: Had a great final full day on the island – took Colin up to the north lighthouse to throw some rocks in the ocean, then came back and watched Holden while Jess went shopping. I later took Colin up to the beach near the Coast Guard station (which, for some reason, I’d never visited), where we had 100% success flying a kite and throwing more rocks. Wrapped up the day with a great dinner at the Beachhead and a last trip to the ice cream parlor, where Colin kept yelling “Grandpa” at the top of his lungs every time Dad went to get napkins, or water, or whatever else he had to run back and forth to get (so this happened about 7 or 8 times). Also swung by the SE light one more time for Colin, and he summed it up as we were making our way home, “It’s a fun day Mommy.”
Fri, 7.13: Headed back to Tarrytown on the 11am ferry, to meet up with the Arizona Fullers as they prepped for their time on the Block.
Sat, 7.14: Lazy day with almost the whole Fuller clan, went out to an adult dinner at the Stone Barn restaurant in Pocantico Hills – amazing. Truly. Although Martha Stewart jumped ahead of us as we were waiting for our table, and it took an interminable amount of time to get the meal going (everybody ate lightly during the day, so to a man/woman we were starving). It was quite an experience, although I don’t think I ordered as well as I could have – just have to go back!
That’s basically it – great couple of weeks, lots of quality time with the grandparents, and loads of driving, but it was all worth it. I think we’re locking down our reservation for 4th of July next year – can’t wait, although next year I’ll be sure to have the vacation review up a little quicker.
The proverbial cat is out of the bag now, so for anyone who reads the blog and doesn’t know, we’re moving from Ann Arbor (back) to Seattle. I flew out there the last couple of days of May for one of those day-long interview loops (after having three phone interviews the day before) with Atlas, and I suppose I did a decent job of talking about myself incessantly, because they gave me the job. Needless to say, I was quite psyched, since it’s a bit of a different story looking for a new job when you’re the sole breadwinner for a family of four (plus a dog). Even better, they’re helping us move, so we’ve finally reached that phase of our lives where we don’t have to pack everything up ourselves in a U-Haul (no, you haul it, thank you).
So we’re bidding farewell to A2, and despite everything Jess will tell you the contrary, it’s somewhat bittersweet for me as well. I loved living within a reasonable (10 hours) driving distance from my parents, and I loved being able to easily get to Jess’ parent’s house up north. That being said, most of me is very happy to be heading west. I think it’s going to be great career-wise, and I also think it’ll be fascinating watching Colin take in this new place.
As for the specifics, I’m starting work on July 23rd, a week after we get back from Block Island, so it’ll be a very fast driving adventure for Sevi and me that following weekend. Jess and the kids will follow us out at a date TBD. Much about living arrangements and other logistics are up in the air, pending some serious discussion and forethought. Oh yeah, and we have to sell our house in Michigan, but that should be a piece of cake, right???
We’d be remiss if we didn’t publicly say a tremendous, huge, heartfelt thank you to everyone who has been so helpful throughout these first few weeks as we grew from a three person family to a four person family. Thanks to Jen and Dave Frisvold for taking care of Colin the night Jess went into labor and for bringing over a great dinner this past week, thanks to Nana (Jess’s Mom) for being such a tremendous help during that first week after Holden arrived (and dealing with a somewhat trying first grandson as he made the adjustment to being a big brother), thanks to the Jordan’s, Berry’s and McKenna’s for also taking some of the burden off of Jess by bringing over incredible meals, and to Grandma Sheila and Aunt Christine for finding time to help out Jess this past week. We can’t ever repay you all, but know that we appreciate everything so much – THANK YOU!