8 months and counting

Wren deserves an update. She is so big and active now.


Wren, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways...
The way you chase me around the house and insist I pick you up (you should see the speed she crawls at!). The way you giggle when I tickle your feet or when Lucas makes funny noises. The way you head for the bathroom when you hear the bath water start. (I don't like the attraction you have to playing with Lucas's potty. We really need to talk about that). How happy you look every time the cat jumps up to be near me. The "yeah-yeah-yeah" and "ga-ga-ga" sounds you make as you converse with us and your toys. The way you grin and tilt your head to the side (yeah, you know how cute you are). The way you quickly crawl and cling to me as if life depended on it when Lucas barrels down the hall into your bedroom. I suppose I love the whole of your sweet snuggly self. I'm glad you are enjoying the world. It is nicer with you in it.

Go on train. Go Portland.

I've been wanting to take the train up or down the coast forever. It didn't work out for the spring so we finally found a fall weekend to hop a train and head down to Portland. Every day for a month Lucas would ask, "Go Portland today?" He happily wore his train shirt and played with his Thomas trains on the train. It doesn't get any better than that in his world.
For the weekend we stayed with Nate and Deb who were awesome hosts (thanks Nate and Deb!). Despite having canker sores all weekend and having to live on smoothies and baked potatoes, I came back feeling very rested.

I'm looking forward to our next chance to take the train and to go back to Portland. I'm hooked on both.