Smile at the Mountains


We're here! We're here! What a day...doodle-lee-doo! We pulled into the driveway at 7:00 p.m. after spending all day cleaning at the farm. Daddy snuck away early in the day to come to the new house and set up our temporary basement haven. Here is a peek at our big BEDroom, complete with bedding! What a treat to arrive to a space that was already ready for a little bouncing.

My sister, Laura, texted me early in the day and said the she and her hubby Dan wanted to have supper delivered for our first meal in our new house. Squeeeeeee! Oh but wait, no one delivers to the top of our mountain! So they paid for us to big up a big bag of takeout from our favorite restaurant, Chey Thuy. Mmmmmmm...those spring rolls were as big as the moon! Such an amazing, thoughtful way to reach out to us across the miles.


And lastly...our place of connection and rest. Matt had this little room set up too! He knew I would feel so much more grounded if a little bit of home was already here...and I breathed a sigh of relief when I opened the door.

As I type this, he is sound asleep on the plaid couch and Maia is cuddled up next to me snoring. Maggie is sprawled out on the rug. American Idol contestants are crooning from the TV...and my three birdies are sound asleep one room away. Coffee goodies have been carefully set out on the counter...I take care of the important stuff of course!

This is all still feeling a bit surreal. It's OUR house! Our very own. And tomorrow morning I will hold a steaming cup of coffee in my hand, look out the window...and I will smile at the mountains.