It was not the easiest year. Looking back, it was actually a pretty tough year and I won’t be all that upset to see it in the rearview mirror later tonight.
There were highs: unpacking in a new house, family vacations, birthday cakes, crazy toddler dance parties, sand dollars, mud flats, learning to read, an inspiring 101 year-old roommate, Tumblebus and good food.
There was also some life-changing, crazy lows: endless snow, ice dams, insurance, sub-contractors, (still ongoing) construction, pickle juice, ambulances, hospitals and a (chronic, but treatable) diagnosis.
Despite all of that, we still managed to get a few good photos:
Sometimes life can feel small, especially insulated inside the world of small children. Each day is a routine and sometimes that routine, including the predictable whining and crying, drive you to the edge of sanity. Or so it feels. 2015 taught me those little moments aren’t anywhere near the edge. Here’s to a return to the routine in 2016.
Happy New Year.