Monday, July 14th (my 14th birth on the 14th after my 13th birth on the 13th-woah). Mama texts me at 8:04am. She’s been having contractions since 3:15am, lasting about 90 seconds, 9-17 minutes apart. Says she will call in a bit. No word from her so I call at 10am and she said things had […]Read Post ›
Ian’s into it. Like me. I could eat 5-7 ears of corn at a sitting. Easy. Husband hates corn (I know). He also hates zucchini, mushrooms, brussels sprouts, edamame, sugar snap peas, quinoa, rice, shredded carrots…my talents are largely wasted as my husband is stuck in the yummy phase! Hoping Ian will take after me […]Read Post ›
Ian sees us taking pictures all the damn time, so poor kid wanted his turn. I gave him my old point-and-shoot and figured what’s the worst that can happen? Turns out if you bash a camera against a wall, it makes dents, but the camera still worked fine. Then Ian decided it would be a […]Read Post ›
I’m not sure why this video cracks me up, but it does every time. Maybe it’s the music. Maybe it’s their similarities. In my eternally self-centered nature I think of Ian as “mine.” Then I look at this and realize I’m most likely just a blip in his experience. So I’ll try to sit back […]Read Post ›
It took three and a half years, but we’re there. Next year we won’t watch them half a mile away.
Mandy Unruh 