One Month Anniversary on Weaver Drive

A month ago today we moved into our home. It seems like it's been longer and shorter at the same time (weird, I know). We have hosted family and friends and are truly enjoying our moments in our new home. The kids are settled and sleeping well and we are spending most of our evenings in our backyard sipping wine and just enjoying each other. We shake our heads and talk about how we can't believe we live in Colorado, we wonder how our friends in Salt Lake are spending their evening and we nervously ponder how Connor will do in Kindergarten in just another short month.
I've always believed that life is really about the everyday, the little stuff and right now we're relishing in the little stuff.

Feelin' like home

Well, we threw our first (of many) backyard bbqs on Saturday night. My parents were in town so we invited over two of my dear college friends and their families. It was such a great night.
This week we're hosting Chad, Alicia, Bailey and Braydon and are looking forward to seeing Tony Stanton (TKE) and his family on Saturday during their family vacation to Colorado.
Hosting friends and family is one of my favorite activities, so if you are in the neighborhood stop by!

Getting Settled

Well, we've been here almost 3 weeks and we are finally feeling settled. Some have requested pictures, so here you go.

Howdy Cowgirl!

Well, we made it (whew)

We've been in our Colorado house a little over a week now. We're all out of boxes and starting to hang accouterments on the walls. And, it's starting to feel like home. There is much to be missed in Utah, but we are really enjoying Colorado. Some dear friends have welcomed us with open arms and we are excited to be meeting neighbors and in a few months other parents from the schools.
Sorry for the lag in keeping the site updated (I'm sure you've been waiting with bated breath), but we've had a few items on our plate that took precedence (you know, like finding our underwear).
Here's where we are calling home these days.

If these walls could speak...

Last night I lay in bed, exhausted from packing and kids and work and life, blah, blah, blah and I started to really think about leaving our house. I've been thinking about leaving Salt Lake, our neighborhood, our friends, the beautiful canyons that surround us, our favorite haunts and my office mates. But, I hadn't really thought about leaving our house much. We're so excited about moving into our house in Littleton that I had neglected to think about our Lonsdale Drive house.
I remember so distinctly finding that house and just knowing that it was the place for our family. On moving day we were sure that it was the place where we would raise our kids - funny house things change.
That home is the place where Connor started sleeping through the night (bless), where we brought Quinn home from the hospital, where Connor first rode a bike, where we hosted many Thanksgiving dinners and numerous visits from family and friends and where Preston and I really learned what it was like to have a family of our own. We have enjoyed countless evenings on the deck, breakfasts at the counter and movie nights in the basement. So, thank you house.
I wonder are you sad to see us go as we are, but also excited to meet your new family? Take good care.

More, more, more, ketchup