We've Moved!

So, not only are we moving to Omaha, but our blog has moved too!  Come visit us at our new site by clicking here!

It's starting to feel more real...

Holy cow, people.  We just found out where we're moving, and now this whole thing is starting to sink in.  I've been meaning to post about our rankings, but now I should probably just as well share what we learned this morning!

Or maybe I'll just let Adam Duritz tell you.

Please tell me someone knows someone or something about this place?! :)

11 Months

As per usual, I’m way late in posting about Holland’s eleventh month.  I’m here in better-late-than-never fashion to tell you about it, because before I know it, my little one will be having a birthday!  Holy smokes, where has the time gone?

My girl is changing so much.  This month, I’ve been so amazed at her verbal development.  She’s started to say “Amen” when she anticipates that we’re almost done praying (so cute!), I’m pretty sure she said “doggie” when she greeted one (they are her very favorite, after all!) and “byeeee”  when we walked away!  She’s waving bye-bye and saying “hiiii” more consistently too; I’m pretty sure my girl is quite the extrovert and just can’t keep her excitement to herself when she meets new people!  She also loves to say “uh-oh”, but we keep telling her it doesn’t count as an uh-oh when you throw something down on purpose…

Cheese!

I believe Miss Holland may have been trying to show off some of her pearly whites in this picture.  This month, she finally cut her third tooth.  I’m pretty sure we’ve blamed teething for any and everything for oh, I don’t know, the past three months?  Now, at long last we have a tooth to show for it! 

Bath time fun with brother.  The pictures below really sum up this activity in our house these days…Wade thinks it’s the best thing ever to spray Holland with water from his squeeze bottle (notice she has one as well, got to keep things even!).  Quite a few bathing experiences have been cut short for big brother due to this offense!

And bath time for Miss Thang has been cut short because the child is intent on standing up in the tub!

More proof of my cute little dude’s bath time antics:

Who knows, maybe she will follow in her daddy’s footsteps?

Guess who’s pushing the ol’ fire truck these days?!

At one point, Holland let go of the fire truck and stood by herself for a few seconds!  So exciting!  As much as I’m sure life will get even crazier when she’s walking, I’m looking forward to the fact that hopefully her clothes will be spared some abuse!  These days, Holland crawls all over the place and loves to be outside just like her brother.  I’m convinced she’s intent on destroying her precious clothes her mama loves so much, as she’s about to wear holes in them!  I suppose I should dress her a little more casually, but I just can’t get enough of the really girly clothes :)

This next one is one of my very favorites pictures of her!

This month Holland developed a new passion:  climbing up and down (yes, down!) the stairs.  This is probably her favorite thing to do, and I wish you could see her in action!  We are amazed that after turning her around a couple times when she approached the top of the stairs, she caught right on that she must go down backwards!  It’s adorable, and the funniest part is that she’ll do this same move whenever she approaches anything that remotely resembles a downhill slope!  Slight decline in the space between two adjoining rooms?  Holland has undoubtedly turned around to go backwards as she crosses the threshold :)

Just stopping to appreciate the flowers.

Oh, how I love her!

It really seems like just yesterday my  Wader-tater was the one riding and pushing that fire truck and now look what a big guy he is!

I love this next set of Holland discovering the joy of balls! (please also note our swiffer propped up against the sofa.  At least I am making an effort to clean?)

What a happy girl! 

I have a type-A brain, apparently.

So, this little blog is stressing me out.  I suppose it’s evidence of the fact that I’ve got quite the type-A brain here because I feel like I just can’t post about some of life as we know it currently until I get all caught up on the big things I don’t want to forget (ie. the beach).  I know it’s just a blog, and I should just post without giving it so much thought, but there you have it; a little peek into my brain.  So, I’m going to try and muscle through some more beach pictures.  Because, as I’ve said, we had such a wonderful time, and I don’t know about you, but often times my clearest memories end up being the ones I’ve documented and taken the time to look back through.  Hence the need to share them here.  So, thanks for bearing with me! 
Our whole crew—I happen to really love this picture and am voting for it as a family Christmas picture…We visited (and toured) the island’s namesake lighthouse, “Old Baldy.”  For those who might be curious, the island is so named because of the  “bald” part of the island that lacked the vegetation surrounding it and was thus helpful to incoming ships as a landmark.  I bet you also didn’t know that Cape Fear butts right up to Bald Head Island as well.  I didn’t realize this notorious name arose because of the heightened risk of shipwrecks around this particular headland.

There was a shop at the dock that had the most amazing popsicles.  I raced over to buy a bunch (like, 12) for everyone before our ferry left and the salesperson questioned my appetite for popsicles.  He may have been correct to assume there were all for me had I not needed to consider the very certain problem of melting…




It doesn’t get much better than babies at the beach.  (Well…maybe it’s better equally awesome to relax on the beach minus cute, but needy little people every once in a while too!)



There's my guy.

But you know I couldn’t let him show me up.  (We won’t talk about the fact that this was SO not as easy as it used to be for me…)

Looking at this next picture reminds me of what a blessing it is to call this one my brother.

As you might imagine there was a considerable amount of time spent throwing sand by the Wadster.  And that boy has got quite the arm, really ever since he was but a wee one.

We were blessed with wonderful accommodations for the week, and right on the beach!


I get it honest at least. (pretty sure, Adele’s “Rolling in the Deep” was playing, and I am sorry, I just cannot keep still when I hear that song!)








I think it’s abundantly clear that we like to take pictures.  (and by we, I mean my mom and myself, and the rest of the crew doesn’t have much choice :)