Check us out all sparkling and new in 2015!
As is customary at this time of year, I cobbled together a few of our favorites from our annual Christmas photo album for the grandparents + laid them all here lovingly for your browsing pleasure. As I scrolled through just now I thought to myself, just as I think to myself every year: Geez crap. What a blessing it is to have a record of all these nutsballs things we come up with to do around here, and how grateful I am for the blogging that I do in here, in whatever form it happens, and for whatever reason it does, because in the end it's my people that I'm preserving. And I just think that's really neat.
So let's see . . . January in Portland, March in New York. Manhattan in July, Brooklyn in August. Christmas in Utah, New Years at home. 2014 has seen us all over the place. It was a wild year. And while I didn't totally land all the jumps I tried to make this year--I didn't make a baby, though I did make a book; We didn't get a tropical vacation, but we did hit the lake--I feel like I managed to pull all these extra weird tricks that I now can't imagine our life without. Are all of the years going to be this much bonkers and this much work?! I mean, obviously, yes, they are. The thought of it makes me laugh in disbelief and feel giddy with excitement, too.
So I got ya the story of our 2014 in photos, after the jump.
Your scroller fingers are about to get real tired, maybe you wanna run for a soda first? I'll wait.
Okay. Hit it.
As is customary at this time of year, I cobbled together a few of our favorites from our annual Christmas photo album for the grandparents + laid them all here lovingly for your browsing pleasure. As I scrolled through just now I thought to myself, just as I think to myself every year: Geez crap. What a blessing it is to have a record of all these nutsballs things we come up with to do around here, and how grateful I am for the blogging that I do in here, in whatever form it happens, and for whatever reason it does, because in the end it's my people that I'm preserving. And I just think that's really neat.
So let's see . . . January in Portland, March in New York. Manhattan in July, Brooklyn in August. Christmas in Utah, New Years at home. 2014 has seen us all over the place. It was a wild year. And while I didn't totally land all the jumps I tried to make this year--I didn't make a baby, though I did make a book; We didn't get a tropical vacation, but we did hit the lake--I feel like I managed to pull all these extra weird tricks that I now can't imagine our life without. Are all of the years going to be this much bonkers and this much work?! I mean, obviously, yes, they are. The thought of it makes me laugh in disbelief and feel giddy with excitement, too.
So I got ya the story of our 2014 in photos, after the jump.
Your scroller fingers are about to get real tired, maybe you wanna run for a soda first? I'll wait.
Okay. Hit it.
.jpg)
.jpg)
%2Bcopy.jpg)
.jpg)
The end! I officially declare 2014 CLOSED!
Whew.
Many thanks to Justin Hackworth for the fire escape shot and to Emma Jane Kepley for the Gap + Christmas card photos. The rest be thanks to me, yo! Oh, and Brandon. And Ikea. Ok.
