In my mind, this year will always stand in contrast to 2015 and in every respect this year was a vast, vast improvement. This year would have had to go way off the rails to match ’15’s insanity. But in and of itself, it was a pretty good year, all around.
There were no extended hospital stays. No crazy medical maladies. No roofing disasters. It took most of the year, but as of right now, there are no contractors, contractor materials, or in-progress projects in the house for the first time in two years. It sometimes feels almost too quiet. I think Dash misses his worker friends.
Instead, 2016 brought travel. There was a big trip to California where we hit up San Francisco and Discovery Bay then down to San Diego and finally Anaheim for the girls first taste of Disney. There were also numerous trips to the Cape, some with friends and some with family. And while we stayed local for Christmas, we did navigate the Beltway for Thanksgiving in D.C.
There were small, every day victories, too. We haven’t changed sheets at 3 a.m. in quite awhile so I think we are past that potty training parenting hurdle. There were also rock star parties, karate birthdays and new schools. There were chapter books to read and letters to learn. Half marathons to race and triathlons to win. There were many domino nights and pizza-making parties. There were a lot of friends and a lot of laughs.
Can’t really complain about a life full of those things.
In the end, 2016 was mostly routine and I loved every minute of it.
Here’s the proof:
Happy New Year!
Cecilia is now officially a second grader. The bus came (and stopped this year) and off she went, a new grade and a new school.
She was alternately bursting with chatter and quietly withdrawn this morning, a bundle of nervous excitement. When she arrived home, it was all smiles and criss-crossing stories about her first day. I’m sure by November we will be able to piece together some semblance of her normal classroom routine, but for now, pictures of the morning….
(Note: It was pajama day at day care for Ally. Four out of five days we are with it enough to get her formally dressed before leaving the house.)
These pesky kids are finally starting to earn their room and board.
With Grandmom around to help distract them, snow day #3 has gone better than last week. Play dough has been made, art projects completed, naps taken, brownies eaten, snow shoveled and the bourbon has stayed on the shelf (so far).
The new house
They swore they would only get their ankles wet.
Five year olds lie through their teeth.
I think I’ll just let the pictures tell the story here. Words would just get in the way.
Finally felt like spring was here this weekend and we did our parental duty and hit four playgrounds and let the kids loose. They hit that unsuspecting equipment like squirrels injected with high-test caffeine and we were happy sit back in the sun and let them go until they were glassy-eyed with fatigue.
It was a good thing too as the last few weeks our house has been more like a hospital ward than a home. The rampaging stomach bug hit our house hard and it was not pretty. No photos of that, but one afternoon we tried to convince the kids to take an afternoon nap on the couch. Cecilia and Dash were all for it (Cecilia will agree to anything if Frozen is on in the background). Allison also thought this couch game was a blast. She’d lie down then pop up every ten seconds and cackle.
The naps never happened, but we did get some funny photos.
The cackle face
She really did need a nap