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This weekend was all about transitioning between the holidays and the rest of winter. We put the ornaments away until next year, did some winter cleaning, and settled in for the cooler, rainier weather. I’m almost done knitting a scarf for Al, and my houseplant collection is growing (and I’m trying to keep better care of the old ones).

We weren’t expecting was to wake up to snow this morning. When I got out of the shower, I thought I could see white outside of our frosted bathroom window. I opened it, and saw a blanket of snow over the yard. By the time we woke Alba up, big snowflakes were flying all around. Realistically, this storm in the valley will be the only one (or one of few few) snows we have in this winter. Watching Alba light up when she saw it was amazing. An excited, “It ‘nowing!” was the sweetest to hear.

Right before the sun went down, we popped out to play in the snow. Alba loved sledding (until she decided she hated it – ohhhh toddlers!). Jim built a little snowman, and Alba sat down to talk to him: “Hi little guy!”.

This weekend was one of those that leaves you feeling fulfilled and refreshed. We ended our evening with homemade vegan chili & a fire in the fireplace (the fire would seem cozier if it weren’t for our binging of American Horror Story – a 1908 Craftsman is the perfect pairing to a horror show). Tomorrow, our girl turns two. My heart is full, and I’m excited for another adventurous year with our wild babe.

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Last weekend, we hopped in the Jeep and headed out to West Linn, to our friend’s family’s farm, to get our Christmas Tree. It was our 5th year cutting down our own tree, and it’s one of my most favorite family traditions. Here we are in 2011 (new to Oregon), 2012 (last year of being kid-free), 2013 (so pregnant), and 2014 (Alba’s first Christmas). Funny enough, it was our first tree expedition in the rain (it’s about time, huh?).

There is something so special about establishing these family traditions with Alba. Sure, picking our tree is awesome … and feels like the spark needed for me to turn on the Christmas music. But, maybe it’s once we’re back home, in the warmth of our house. We usually fill the tree with ornaments (some of which have no meaning, other than just looking pretty), but this year we included only the ones that meant the most to us. Watching Alba sort through our boxes of special ornaments, and expressing joy at the dancing elf, or to the little mouse that Aunt Whit & Uncle Dave gifted her, is the best thing ever. Our usually crazy toddler was focused and intentional about decorating the tree. We took plenty of breaks to hang ornaments from her ears like giant earrings, dance around the living room, and think, “Oh my gosh, look at what we’ve made!” … This whole parenting thing has this way of ensuring I know that my heart now lives outside of my body. I don’t visit this space much anymore, but it’s because having a toddler & a full time job is no joke. I hope I can pop in to share a bit about what we’re getting up to over the holiday. If not, I hope you and yours have a lovely holiday season!

 

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