With the impending holidays, I have felt a little homesick.
I miss our activities and California traditions with friends and family that encompassed our fall birthdays, Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas.
The girls and I especially miss Nutcracker. The absence of the practices, rehearsals, bonding with good friends, performances and time spent together, has left a large void. For four years, this was our September through December and I wouldn’t have traded it for anything. Nutcracker always made it feel like the holidays and I want that magic back.
If you need me I will be looking at these pictures until January 1st.
I may be crying.
My in-laws visited which was a welcome pick me up. We were able to celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving or as I called it “Practice American Thanksgiving.” It felt good to share a special meal with family.
Our time spent with Ward and Wendy wasn’t overly eventful as the weather wasn’t the best, but in reality four kids and a new puppy keep a family tethered to home. Regardless, we had lots of quality family time and they both were extremely helpful around the house and with the kids.
Here Ward is puppy proofing our railing along with his assistant Ellinor.
Ward and Wendy made my life easier, accompanying me to school, waiting in the car so I could just jump out and grab the kids versus the usual, much longer, after school car routine. It’s the little day to day things that helped tremendously and lightened the four kid load I carry alone during the school day. It was fun to share our Halifax life, even if that meant running Soren to hockey practice, taking a walk around the neighbourhood or squeezing in a girls only shopping trip to find Canadian things.
We were sad to see them leave, but thankfully, as we speak, my parents are en route to Nova Scotia. It is their maiden voyage and I am sure we will cram in all the fun as well as celebrate Halloween, Ellinor’s 1st birthday, Thanksgiving and perhaps even Christmas. Oh, and Soren and Sophie’s birthdays as well. Why not?!?
Once my parents depart, I know I will need a trip back to the good ol’ USA. I told Parker this has to happen, even if we drive to Maine, I need my American fix, especially at the holidays.