Alright, here’s the final move post and it’s just for me. The rest of you will probably be bored to tears so just feel free to skip to the next one. But as I was going over these pictures I was just remembering how great this house was to us. Not that it was the perfect house, but it was a perfect house to start our family in and live in for 8 years. . .almost to the day.
These are the pictures taken by the real estate agent-so obviously this is our home show ready. Not exactly indicative of how our house usually looked if you know what I mean. . .
Our first home-I remember how excited I was to move in, in October of 2004 just months before getting married. At 26 I remember Jay and I being so excited about everything with this house. Over the last 8 years going from carefree newly weds who laid out at the pool with margarita’s on the weekend to being blessed with 3 active and precious boys this house saw us through quite a few changes. Lots of tears and even more laughs while we grew up, grew together and grew a family.
I remember how nervous I was bringing Jackson home for the first time. Having NO idea what I would do with him or how to handle a baby. Then when he was a few months old we had to barricade this entry way because he would roll from one the living room into the entry and I was so worried that he would bust his head. Of course both of the big boys have busted their heads multiple times on this floor. . .
Looking at this living room reminds me of the times that we had friends over for games and dinners. We had parties, wedding and baby showers and celebrated life in general in this room. My babies learned to crawl and walk in here. Dozens of play dates and friendships built. And then the summer before last Adrienne organized my amazing mom friends to come paint and transform this room into my favorite living room ever. So many happy memories.
When Jay first moved into the house after the wedding I remember him wanting us to go grocery shopping together. We were just so excited to be together all of the time. He would even sit in the kitchen and talk to me while I cooked dinner at night. And then when Jackson was a baby I made baby food and then birthday cakes etc. Lots of hours logged in this room.
This picture of our bedroom is pretty amazing because while it was on the market was the only time EVER that it was this clean. All 3 of our boys were in their bassinets in this room. One of my very favorite things about our bedroom is that Jackson and Baron (and someday Lincoln) both climb into bed with us in the mornings. And what seems like a lifetime ago Jay and I would lay in bed and play skip bo and watch movies ALL DAY on rainy days. Seems hard to fathom that we ever had the free time to spend a day playing cards and watching movies!
I’ve always loved Jackson’s room and it’s been special to him that his Gaga painted it before he was born. One of my favorite things while pregnant was planning/painting/getting ready the boys rooms.
The boys bathroom. Textured and painted by Jay.
Mandy spent the weekend with me while I was pregnant with Bear and we painted the dinning room and Bear’s room. Nanny made the curtains.
Before kids this was the sunroom and we would hang out in here and play games, read etc. When Jackson came along out went the futon and in came the toys. We spent countless hours playing and laughing in here.
Mandy, Aunt Clare, mom and I painted this room getting ready for sweet Bear. Nanny made the curtains.
Jay also textured and painted the guest bathroom. I never liked that the washer and dryer were in a closet in the guest bathroom. Looking back I don’t really think it mattered all that much.
The pool was so much fun before kids-after kids it was a source of serious fear. We had 8 locks on the back doors just to be sure that Jack didn’t macgyver his way out.
Swimming with the kids was pretty awesome though. Sadly we enjoyed the pool the very most (post kids) our last summer there. Jack knowing how to swim so well made it a blast and I could easily focus on Bear with Jack swimming next to us.
We always loved the parks and trails in the neighborhood.
It’s amazing to think that our entire life fit into this moving van.
Thank you Knob Hill for keeping my family safe for 8 years. While it was time to move on, we leave many wonderful memories of so much transformation as a family and so many blessings.
2 comments:
This post made me cry. Moving is so hard. A home is so much more than 4 walls, but those walls are still the backdrop for the wonderful, tragic and ordinary moments of our lives.
Oh the tears! Love this post and the beautiful memories.
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