There have been some pretty difficult parts- like his first quarter finals week when he was trying to navigate finals in professional school, Connor got bronchitis and Liam started mysteriously breaking out in head to toe hives everyday, all resulting in NO sleep for anyone. I'm not interested in ever reliving that week, thankyouverymuch. Or, like when we moved into a new rental house and everything started breaking and for 6 days we had to go to the garage fridge to get food because the fridge in the house didn't work. Kinda still in the middle of that one, well the stuff breaking at least.
But anyway, the reality is that through all that, this has been one GREAT year. I really feel like we have pulled through all the trials and tribulations only professional school, combined with 700 square feet and an infant, can give you and ended up in a better place. We have two happy healthy boys who are thriving, a partner who is also our best friend, amazing families who have been such a support in so many ways this year, our Sacramento friends who, though we've missed them, we know are rooting for us just up highway 80, and our San Francisco people who have become sort of a new little family for us.
So as this school year comes to a close I'm confident that it's only going to get better the next 3 years. We made it through this year, we can do anything.
Oh hey, does anyone have ideas for what the heck I'm going to do with Dan home for the next three months though;).
Thanks for all of your support this year.
Anndddd... some random pictures for you.
Loves to all!
PS- I did upload the pictures at home. I'm not THAT good at multi-tasking.
Connor loves to take pictures on the camera. I found this gem when I just pulled up the pics on this card.
Liam managed to open the container of Cheerios, spill them out and then proceeded to eat them off the floor. I'm sure if Connor had done this at this age I would have stopped it immediately. But you know, with the second kid, if they're happy there's not much you're going to put a stop to.
My boys. I'm a proud Mama.
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