It happens every year, without fail. In July and August, I basically wear two outfits and hardly take any pictures. It’s summer, it’s hot, school is out, and we’re busy just doing things. We’ve done tons in July.
My aunt’s funeral was today. She passed away last Saturday at 83 after struggling for years with heart disease. This is my Aunt Debbie, my mom’s eldest sister. That photo is from my wedding 8 years ago. I drove my mom down to see her a few weeks ago in the hospital, and it turned out to be the day we said our goodbyes to each other. I’m so glad we could do that.
Another year finished. It’s been a draining week; we had a family crisis with one of my relatives this week, and it’s been emotional. But then suddenly today Hannah was finishing up her last year in the toddler room at her school. Next year she’ll be in the primary room (ages 3-6). Two full years with the best teacher, and she’s grown so much and changed so much.
I have to admit this to myself, overall. April was not too shabby. In the thick of things April (and really March, too) felt like a hill we’d never get over. There have been work/life balance stresses and Hannah preschool stresses, and having a three-year-old stresses. When Hannah turned 3 in March it was like a switch flipped and an obstinate, boundary-pushing, bedtime-hating little stranger appeared. We’ve also been sick in waves, and none of us were getting any sleep for at least a couple of weeks.
Other posts on this trip: Spring Break in Las Vegas on the Strip.
As much fun as we had running around on the Strip, I think it’s safe to say we had way more fun on this trip sightseeing in the rest of Las Vegas and the desert beyond. There were so many cool things to do.
I’m a bit late with this, it’s been a week. It’s been a month. Hannah turned 3, I had the stomach flu for a week, spring never came. Huge highs, some lows. I’m glad March is over, but I’m also bummed. There’s no buildup to Hannah’s birthday anymore, and suddenly we just have a three-year-old.
We cut Hannah’s hair a month ago, but I keep forgetting to post!
It was time, and I love the sassy little bob. She was constantly pushing hair out of her face, and she hated having her hair done in the morning. I love Adam to death, but he is not gifted at doing her hair. So on the mornings that he gets her ready so I can get to work, she looked a little rough. But still super cute!