See sometimes, it happens. You go on a weekend road trip with your three year old and it works out. No more crib, no more bottle (he totally had a bottle), no more paci (he totally had a paci) and one super loud room fan and it's just like we were at home.
Except we were in Pullman, Washington.
A little college town, the same town my mom, dad, sister and husband graduated from. The same town my husband played college baseball for and where he learned how to plumb, now here we are, millions of years later, and Rob has his own plumbing business. And I have one kid with a super intense personality.
right now, right here, in the pic above. this is what I went to bed with every night. absolute precious.
let me just speak out now and say that this cat...this....horrible spirit...this thing...we have affectionately deemed this thing the devil cat...I want to kill this thing...not even kidding. it's evil.
right here. colt climbed up this slide once, went down and was terrified. still he was determined to go back up, yet once up there, he got a little scared and needed auntie boobie to help him back down.
devil cat. i call this face "mom get this evil species away from me right. now."
this ring. we discussed boobie's upcoming nuptials where I nicely and kindly told her I would only wear this dress, with a blingy swarovski crystal belt, period. And I wanted a tiara. And a veil. And a vacation home in Bora Bora. (You can visit this link for a coupon page for David's Bridal!)
ok his leggings? softest ever, cutest ever. I got his from this shop. so cute.
every time I come to visit my sister, we drive on over to Moscow, Idaho for the worlds best bagel. not even kidding around here. worlds. best.
yes I only stayed for two nights, but make no mistake, the tin foil went up on the window asap. me and sleep don't mess around.
See here it is. I have a sister, two years younger, whom I call Boobie, and she resides in a little college town called Pullman, home of the Washington State Cougars. She manages properties there and I miss her desperately since she moved. Which is why we try and take a little road trip that way every now and then. And when we do, Boobie and I have an amazing time. She caters to me and loves my kid, and let's me sleep in while she watches the little monster.
I did miss my oldest angel baby, however he had a blast on his boys weekend.
Family. Is. Everything.