January 10th, 2012

joy, joy, terror, joy

My family left this afternoon, flying back to their homes on the west coast… one of the last times my parents will be able to say that. In just a couple of months their home will be here, just shy of five hours from us. We vacillate between joy and terror, but are mainly square in the joy camp. Regular babysitters, regular trips to hang out at their place on the lake (complete with hot tub, fishing, snowmobiles in the winter, etc.) and the wonderful savings of not flying across the country every year = win for us.

It’s going to be really wonderful to have people who love him as much as we do nearby – my mom already has a little kid motorized Jeep picked out for him (oh it only goes five miles an hour honey!).