In the end we obviously went through with the house and life went on.
This is our first summer living in the house. Long time blog readers will recall we moved in a few days after Noah's first birthday and had his party on our second day in this house which ironically was the one year anniversary of him coming home from the hospital.
Last night my husband was mowing the lawn. I was inside, hot and getting impatient. Noah was screaming " OwShy OwShy OWSHY"- he wanted to go outside. So we did, and it was beautiful. One of those simple stop and think how wonderful moments. The kind of moments I wasn't sure if I'd have.
My sweaty stinking puppy dog is becoming such a little boy. Once upon a time I thought I wanted a daughter but seeing this little guy in all his dirty little boy glory on a hot summer night made me so happy that I got my snips and snails instead.





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