Friday, May 9


Yesterday I met a dear friend for a treat and looked to my right to see Sam sitting tall, devouring some chocolate mousse with a spoon. I sat there watching him, so grateful that he is mine. This sweet little dimpled boy, I still can't get over how much I love him. We have so many adventures ahead of us, and I am so thankful that I get to take him along with me.
We closed on our house and move in tomorrow! Sam and I wheeled-and-dealed (and squealed, rather, screamed, in Sam's case) and bought our first washer and dryer this morning, which means now we really have no more money in the bank. Taylor and I have spent nearly every night of the past week and a half priming, painting and cleaning. We're excited to see if all of our things survived the trip (and I'm excited to have more than two pairs of pants!).

How grateful we are to my parents who didn't even skip a beat and asked us to move in with them while we house hunted and got settled in Salt Lake. It has been great being back here and going through all my old treasures from growing upbefore my parents sell this home. Sam has loved all the time with his grandparents, and his toy count has nearly tripled. Aren't parents the best?

It has also been awesome to have so much time to spend with Taylor's parents before they leave for 3 years to live in South Carolina, where Taylor's father will be President of the Columbia South Carolina mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  We are so excited for them, and know they will do incredible things for the work there! Sam is loving being so close to them, and is finally warming up with (soon-to-be) Elder Lorenzo.