My Oldest

Weekend Roadtrip

Later this afternoon, I’m hitting the road with my oldest in tow. He’s been packed since Monday. Um . . . I’m still working on it.

We’re headed to meet my newest niece who was born last Thursday. I plan on filling up two memory cards with pictures of her sweetness. I’ve spent a small fortune on Etsy. I had to eventually block that site. Every time I visited, I found something else I just had to buy for her pictures. Etsy is dangerous. You heard it here first.

My oldest shares my love for Starbucks, which means we will be making frequent stops for refreshments. And many potty stops in between. For me.

In other news, I now have my tumblr site set up. There is a link to it up at the top of the page. I’ll try and add to it daily.

And now, I will go pack.

Question for fellow Starbucks lovers:

What do you order most frequently?

I’m wondering if I’m missing out on anything or if I just need to branch out and try something new.

Thankful for {My Oldest}

When I sat down to type out this post, I literally stared at the screen with my fingers poised over the keys with nothing happening, watching as the minutes ticked by. Not that I couldn’t find anything to say. Rather, when I think about sharing about my oldest, my heart feels like its in a vice.

If you haven’t read my bio, then you may not know we’re a blended family. It’s not something I mention often. My oldest is from my very, very brief and fragile first marriage.

Two years ago this Christmas, he chose to go live with his biological father. And I chose to let him go. It hurt then and it hurts now. This is why you will rarely find posts focused on him. And that’s the last I’m going to share about that.

Instead, I’m going share some of the things about him I’m thankful for.

~ His zest for a challenge.

~ His love of communicating.

~ His sensitivity to others.

~ His desire to come alongside and help, even if it means the work will be hard.

~ His playfulness.

Weekend Roadtrip

Thankful for {My Oldest}

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