I'm months behind on blogging about my trip to Washington (still!) and thought it was fitting that my next set of pictures were from time spent with my dad and my grandpa. Since I couldn't celebrate Father's Day in person, this will have to be the next best thing.
My last minute trip to Washington was supposed to be a surprise but I had to tell my mom to make sure we'd have somewhere to stay as well as transportation to and from the airport.
The Bacon Bit and I just returned home from a two week trip to Washington state. I'm excited to share the 700+ pictures and relive our adventures. Judging by my friends' reaction to the fact that I embarked on a nearly 20 hour worldwide adventure with a toddler; I may just be crazy. Thankfully, we made it around the world without any major meltdowns in transit.
We've received a few care packages over the past several weeks and I wanted to say a big THANK YOU to everyone who has sent us boxes of goodies. While most of the gifts were for Lena, I was still excited to open them and see what was inside. She thoroughly enjoyed the boxes they were delivered in while I have been having fun dressing her up in her new clothes.
My mom has arrived in all her stylish, Norwegian glory! We've been busy catching up, shopping and nearly freezing to death in the snow. As I expected, she's reorganized my kitchen already and has done some cleaning as well. Martha Stewart's got nothing on Laila.
For the past three weeks, we've been living at our friend's house. Surprisingly, we haven't wanted to kill each other yet which is impressive considering there are four adults, one toddler and three dogs all living under the same roof. Uncle Ducky and Auntie Meow, as we affectionately call them, are practically saints.
A moving company is coming to our house tomorrow to "assess" our belongings and officially start the paperwork portion of our move to England. I'm sure they see all varieties of homes but for some reason, I felt the need to clean. I'm pretty sure it's because my mom is more OCD than Martha Stewart. And just as a sidenote, the sounds of sewing machines, wooden looms and vacuums all make me feel at home.
Rather than have a full-blown wedding, The Sarge and I opted for a 3-minute ceremony at a Tucson courthouse attended by our two best friends. We spent a large portion of our time before the "ceremony" taking pictures of the people around us.