My second Mother’s Day was spent lounging on a boat, making friends with a duck. There was fishing too but I liked the duck more.
Mother’s Day
Category: Family
16 Months Old
As a new(ish) parent, I often find myself in awe of how quickly time passes when it comes to watching Rost grow. Each milestone is a cause for celebration, and today, we mark another special one: turning 16 months old. It’s a magical time in life, filled with endless discoveries, burgeoning independence, and boundless curiosity. From their insatiable curiosity to their emerging language skills, each day brings new discoveries and achievements for Rost.
Easter ’23
I have to say that this was the first holiday where Rost was really catching on to the festivities. He was wildly confused by the Easter basket left out for him but equally happy to get lots of fun treats and toys. Side note: Rost’s easter basket was actually mine as a little girl. 🙂
Baskets were followed up with a fun, bunny-themed breakfast, which I’m not gonna lie, I’m pretty proud of myself for pulling this off.
After breakfast, we all headed over to Grandma & Grandpa’s house for a second basket (from them). The Grandpa bunny left a trail of eggs to help Rost find his way.
We participated in a group egg hunt at Lone Pine State Park that turned out to be an eggcellent event for all ages but especially for younger kids.
14 Months Old
The last month has definitely centered around spending time with family and friends.
Sadly, it also included Rost’s first trip (of what I’m sure will be many for this little mountain goat) to the ER. After exhibiting a fever of 102.8 and difficulty breathing we took him in one night. After 4 hours of waiting we got the diagnosis of an ear infection. Due to my history of ear infections as a child, which resulted in multiple sets of tubes, I hope this kid has his father’s ear canals.
Gommy Turns 90
The beauty of 90 years lived lies in the rich tapestry of experiences that define a lifetime. Each year etches a unique story, a mosaic of moments that range from the ordinary to the extraordinary. It’s a journey through the spectrum of human emotions—joy, sorrow, love, and resilience. In 90 years, one accumulates a treasure trove of memories, a collection of smiles, tears, and laughter that serve as a testament to the depth and diversity of the human experience. The wrinkles on the face tell tales of a life well-lived, each line representing a chapter written with courage and grace. The beauty of 90 years is found in the wisdom gained, the friendships forged, and the legacy that extends far beyond the individual, leaving an indelible mark on the hearts of those fortunate enough to share in the journey, like me. Xoxo.
13 Months Old
One year and one month old. We’ve spent much of our time exploring: new foods, new places, new experiences.
One
Wow, I’m turning one! It’s like a big, colorful dream come true. For the longest time, I’ve been fascinated by the world around me. Turning one is like embarking on a grand adventure. One moment, I was a tiny bundle in my parents’ arms, and the next, I was standing on wobbly legs, exploring this big, exciting world. The first year of my life has been a whirlwind of new experiences and endless discoveries. I’ve learned to smile, laugh, and even take those tentative first steps. And now, here comes this day filled with so much joy and laughter. All these grown-up faces are gathered around, and they’re all making a fuss over me. I may not completely understand why, but I can feel their love and excitement. Maybe it’s because I’m taking my first steps, or maybe it’s because of this sugary cake they’ve put in front of me. Either way, turning one feels like a fantastic adventure, and I can’t wait to see what this new year will bring. This sure feels like a fantastic start to a lifelong journey. Thanks for coming along with me on this adventure so far. Xoxo, Rost.
My dear, sweet, baby boy, I have written you a letter & tucked it into your memory box to read at a future date. Your dada & I are so proud of you & all that you have accomplished over the last year. Tonight we shot off fireworks in your honor – just like on the day you were born – and we will continue this tradition until the end of time. Happy First Birthday! xoxo, Mama.
First Christmas
Christmas through a child’s eyes encapsulates pure, unadulterated magic. Their innocent wonder as they gaze at twinkling lights and vibrant ornaments reflects the enchantment of discovery. The tiniest joys—a colorful gift wrap, a soft melody—evoke radiant smiles, echoing the joy of a season dedicated to love and togetherness.
Having a child infuses traditions with newfound meaning, as our family gathers closer, bound by the promise of shared memories. The exchange of gifts becomes a language of affection, a way to express hopes and dreams for this precious life. As Rost experiences the warmth of hugs and the joy of laughter, he unknowingly became the centerpiece of a tapestry woven with love, marking the beginning of a journey through festive seasons.
In these fleeting moments, the magic of Rost’s first Christmas becomes a timeless reminder of the extraordinary beauty that simplicity and innocence bring to life’s celebrations. I am already excited about next year’s holiday season.
First Kill
As a true Montanan, Rost has been out in the woods many hours already during his life. Over the last several weeks, much of this time has been spent not just on a leisure hike but as scouting trips for future hunts to fill our freezers.
I’m looking forward to the day he wants to heat out into the wild on out of his own. In the meantime, it’s been fun watching this little guy explore the natural world around him with the assistance of his family. Rost really enjoyed the spoils of Dada’s fishing trips this past summer. By the look on his face it appears he’ll be a hunter in the future as well.
In the meantime, it’s my job to teach him to be respectful of our natural world, thankful for where our food comes from, and to go at it all with a bit of grace and humor.
YeeHaw!
It’s official. Rost’s first word has been spoken. Sorry for the low quality. Sound on, please.