To start your week off right, a major overdose of adorable cuteness:
I have a whole lot more of baby pictures headed your way in a couple of days, but for now I just want to talk about what a wonderful weekend we had at home.
Our time in Minnesota and Wisconsin was rather full of snow, but if you were to close your eyes and listen to all the birds chirping and frogs croaking, you wouldn't be able to tell.
We spent most of our time at Toby's parents' place in rural Wisconsin; a cozy cabin home out in the woods, surrounded by fields and trees and the kind of silence, sweet silence that is almost impossible to find in Los Angeles.
I've been able to travel back to the Midwest for various reasons many times since we moved, so these quick weekend trips have become almost routine for me, but that doesn't make them any less busy or nostalgic. Being quickly transported between worlds is exhausting; so many miles separate my current home from my hometown, but it only takes 3-4 hours to get from place to place on an airplane, so my brain is never really able to figure out what's going on. One second I'm in my comfort zone, surrounded by familiarity, the next second I'm up in the air, and the next I'm driving around in circles trying to find a parking spot and cursing under (and over) my breath because Angelenos just can't seem to get their shit together when it comes to parking.
It's a lot. But it's also worth it, even if I'm not sure I'll ever get used to it.
1. the view of the lakes of uptown and downtown minneapolis during takeoff // 2. i got to see lauren! // 3. jon, toby, and addie, reunited in wisco // 4. how you know you're in wisconsin: deer heads (not pictured: a giant, real stuffed bear in a plastic case) on the wall with a honey weiss ad underneath
In the meantime, I savor the photos and look forward to future visits. Especially now that families are expanding and new little faces are popping into the world, ready for adventures of their own.
I am nursing a ginger baby hangover, in the best possible way.