1. It rivals Hell as the hottest place ever.
2. It boasts the best burritos north of Mexico City.
3. It will always feel like my home.
I love visiting our house- it is so comfy and homey and makes me feel like a kid again. My mom hostesses better than Martha Stewart and when it is time to leave I usually run and hide and have to be lured out from under the bed by a burrito bandito dangling on a stick.
Things are changing at home just a little bit. My bathroom drawer, formerly filled with makeup and hair products, has been refilled with baby bath things, the toilet paper cupboard re-arranged to accommodate swim diapers. Long lost favorite toys from my childhood are reappearing. I love this kind of change.
My female family members threw me a lovely baby shower on Saturday at our house. Everyone worked so hard to prepare- everything looked so pink and fluffy and babylicious.
Me and Scrabs
Leigh and Mex came up from San Francisco and spent the weekend in Redding. Seriously, the best of friends- real, true, life long friends.
(I guess this doubles as my 30 week shot too. Man, I forget how big I am until I see pictures.)
So many people made handmade items- everyone was so thoughtful and generous and we really appreciate everything we were given. Our baby will never ever go naked, so thats good.
Jazz had some testosterone man time at the lake and wake surfed for the first time. I wish I could have been there to see! I wasn’t allowed on the boat (don’t want that uterus falling right out) so I spent a LOT of time in the pool.
After a fantastic weekend, gifts galore, Catan, birthday celebrations, a couple of burritos, lots of floating, we returned to Utah on Monday.
I just want to say thanks to my Mom, who constantly works so hard to make me feel special. When I got home, I found some surprises in my closet. She had gone through her storage and found tiny baby items from when I was a newborn. Teeny little outfits, pink booties, special blankets- she had them all cleaned and pressed and out for me to look at and use. She had dad restore my white buggy and she re-threaded ribbon through the wicker- just little things that make it so wonderful to be her daughter. Thanks, Mom.