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!
We started the year in Maui and are ending it emptying a moving a truck in a new house.
In between was family 5ks, 5 years old, monkey bars, Easter dresses, planting peas, one less day care bill, Sesame Place, triathlons, PawSox, trips to the Cape, puppy cousins, blueberries, 10 year anniversary, Bermuda, open houses, first day of school, missed buses, piles of leaves, more monkey bars, Thanksgiving in DC, one last Christmas, moving boxes (and more moving boxes).
Here are our favorite moments of 2014:
A pretty good year. I hope yours was, too. Happy New Year.
Years from now I won’t remember the long nights and weird 2 a.m. infomercials (ear wax vacuum!). Nor the grating four-year old tantrums, ill manners or blood boiling whining. Not even the diabolically smelly diapers or nerve jangling chest colds. I’m even likely to forgive and forget the delayed commuter trains and petty work stress.
What I will remember is the smiles, the giggling laughs, the wide-eyed wonder of simple things, the budding personalities, the time machine effect of seeing my own grin peeking out of my girls’ faces. I’ll remember the muck, the finish line, the warm triathlon bath and the Cape sand.
And for what I don’t remember, I’ll have this little reminder:
It was a good year.
I hope you feel the same way and if not, let’s hope that 2014 is better for you and yours.
Happy New Year.
You marry someone with future in mind,
You start as a couple, get a dog, and soon you find
That time passes and you get the parenthood call,
A baby is born and you feel you have it all.
She coos, cries, and smiles with glee,
You can’t help but kissing her cheeks, toes, and knee.
She shares your looks,
She also likes books.
Bath time, photos, and trips to the park,
Covering her with blankets when the sky gets dark.
You are her father and I am your wife,
We couldn’t be more blessed with our life.
Every day you teach us something new,
We love you Daddieee…Happy Father’s Day to you!
As an added bonus feature, Chelle and Cece also created a sweet slideshow. They are not as tricky ad Daddy with getting it on the website, but you can see it over here.