Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Gabe’s First Hair-Cut

Gabriel experienced his first big boy hair-cut yesterday.  He probably appreciates the fact that his head can breathe now.  I’m a little embarrassed that his hair was like this, but we’ve been kinda’ busy.  ;)


Step aside Justin Bieber. 




Monday, July 29, 2013

Change in a BIG way

I can’t believe that we’re sitting here at the end of July.  It’s been a whirlwind, but I think I’m finally starting to catch my breath. 

We flew into the Pacific Northwest almost a month ago.  AnnMarie went to school up until the day before we flew out.  I had to hold back the tears when I picked her up; her teachers cried a little.   

But AnnMarie’s friends didn’t cry.  They held her hand & said, “Goodbyes are not forever.  We’ll see you someday soon!” 

Then I cried a little, too. 




I’m sure I didn’t take enough pictures, but sometimes the moment is enough.  Sometimes pictures just don’t capture the feelings that are forever ingrained in our hearts and oh-so bittersweet. 

The morning of our last day in Argentina started off with a rude awakening at 2 AM to a bunk bed covered in diarrhea.  Poor Carlie had a bug, and there wasn’t a whole lot we could do – our bags were packed and we had a plane to catch.  Suffice it to say that the following 35 hours of traveling were not easy, but we did our best to keep her comfortable…and we made it. 


But not without some help in Buenos Aires.  I love these men.


In addition, Gabe cut his first tooth on the red-eye midnight flight to Atlanta - classic.  He was pretty happy to get off the plane.


Tri-Cities greeted us with a warm welcome (112 degrees warm – yowzer).  A series of events starting in April allowed us to move right into a home that I’ve fallen in love with.  We had just enough time (1 week to be exact) for all of us to catch Carlie’s bug, move our ‘stuff’ out of storage, AND get a vehicle before we had to get Jared to SLC for his annual seminars.  Thanks to my cousin, sister-in-law, and parents, we made it happen despite the revenge of that nasty South American flu that attacked us with full force. 

We just got back from Idaho a few days ago, and wow, there’s a lot to do, but I’m taking a moment to reflect on this rollercoaster we’ve been on.  I’ll probably need a month or so to decompress – maybe a year…that sounds about right.  I think yes.