I am one lucky momma. This weekend I had the luxury of taking Katharine (my now 5 3/4 year old – that 3/4 is very important to her) for her first girls weekend. I was coming off a very busy week at work (fall budgeting, executive retreat in Southern Utah). The prompting of the girls weekend location (Seattle) was because I had a business committment there on Friday morning. A few weeks ago, as we were planning for this busy week, I was lamenting being gone out of town from Jon and the kids for 4 of the 5 weeknights. So, we decided it was a great time for the first of what will hopefully be many girls weekends (and boys weekends with Matthew and Jon) so Katharine joined me on my business trip. Given the Seattle destination (Hilary – my sister – and her family live there), it also gave us a great excuse to see them and let our three girls play together.
As the week progressed, and I arrived home from my first business trip to the Executive Retreat at 8pm on Wednesday night having worked about 40-45 hours in three days, I was lamenting leaving again on Thursday even though it was both a work and fun trip. I was just tired. I unpacked and repacked that evening, snuggled Matthew and crashed, trying to keep the faith that I could do it.
So, Thursday at work, Jon brought Katharine down to drop her off and we headed to the airport. My energy had picked up, and seeing her excitement helped me over the hump to leave again. The smile on her face when she come running into my office and how tightly she held my hand as we walked through the airport will be two memories that I will never forget.
After I got through my work commitment on Friday morning, I met Hilary and Katharine for a lunch date and we took on the town. Katharine had three things on her list: 1) Put her gum on the gum wall in Seattle; 2) See the fish fly at Pike’s Place Market; and 3) Get her nails done. Despite only an afternoon, we did it. On my list: A nap. I didn’t get to mine, but the excitement of seeing Katharine take in the sites, sounds and smells of the city for the first time made it worth it.
As we bombed around Seattle, I got lots of “I love you” squeezes on my hand and heard a lot of singing out of Katharine (she sings when she is happy). And, I forgot that I was tired. Life is busy, and often times the whirwind makes me not live in each moment. On what was my most tiring work weeks in awhile, I am so happy that I didn’t allow being tired to take away from this priceless time with my little one. Cheers to many more girls weekends little K.
We are in major transition as a family. About 14 months ago we started building a new home, and we are in the final steps of the construction project. In preparation to move to the new place, we put our current house on the market and it sold, and quickly. So today, we moved all of our stuff out of the old home and moved into temporary living until our new house is done. It is crazy…this home is the first that Jon and I have ever owned. I love that both Jon and I, and our kids, have grown up here.
Ten years! It is hard to believe. What an amazing ten years it has been. I thought I would share just a few of my favorite moments.
- The day we found the house. We had just moved back to Utah and were driving around the Park City neighborhoods. We drove by our house, and new it was a winner. Later that day, after our realtor took us inside, we confirmed it was the one…bad decor and all.
- The projects! Over the first few years, it was a never ending projects. From the little ones, like adding cabinet hardware, to the full house painting project, we did it all ourselves. It was hard work, but a fun set of memories, including painting the monster green wall!
- Buying our first furniture together. These were huge decisions often taking months of research. Seems funny today, as it would be luxury to have months to research a couch. But, the research served us well. As we leave the house, we are selling/giving away a lot of our original furniture, well worn and full of memories.
- Snow! Love it or hate it, Blacksmith Road has gotten some doozies of winter storms over the years. We love it. I am sure that our new place will be just as much of a winter wonderland (assuming global warming doesn’t make the snow go away).
- Dinner parties. Jon and I love the dinner party. Our deck and our dining room had many a fun party over the last ten years. Some of the most memorable were our east-coast ski visitors flying in lobsters or crab cakes to bring a little of the east coast our way. Or the endless burger-press grill outs, including many a Cutthroat.
- Leaving the house for Phoenix in 2008, and putting it on the market. What a great time to put your house on the market, huh?!? So lucky that it never sold. I remember vividly driving away from Park City for the first time. Some bittersweet memories.
- Coming home, finally. When Katharine was three weeks old, we moved back to Park City from Phoenix. I remember when I brought Katharine into the house for the first time. Jon was driving up from Phoenix, and I had made the journey, bravely, with our three week old on an airplane alone. The peace I felt as I walked into the house was refreshing after the two year crazy-land we lived in in Arizona.
- Bringing Matthew home from Park City hospital as a newborn. Katharine trying to help carry Matthew into the house as the strong-willed little two year old.
- The moments with our kids. From Katharine’s first steps, to her first bike rides without training wheels, to sibling love and fighting, to Matthew’s recent crazy dance moves, our kids started their lives in this house and I will never forget how we all grew up together.
- Moments with our friends and family. The beauty of living in a ski town is that people come to visit. We have had so many visitors over ten years stay with us, ski with us and laugh with us. I hope that continues in our new place. There is more fun to be had!
- Jon. My life is better because of him. Ten of our thirteen married years were in this house, and I love him and our life more today than I did the day we crossed our fingers and signed the papers to buy this place hoping that we weren’t in over our heads.
What a wonderful ten years of memories. I am sad to leave, but happy for the next step. I can’t wait to great 10+ more at the new place!