Wordful Wednesday: The Cape

So I have been so busy being on another vacation that I haven’t gotten a chance to blog about the family vacay we took when all the shit was hitting the fan in our family. If you need a refresher HERE you go.

Days following some of the hardest month in our marriage yet the four of us set off on a road trip to Cape Cod, Mass to visit with some friends. But really, and particularly after the weekend we spent there, friends is an understatement. They are family, if not by blood, then by closeness, commonality, time and affection.

Erik, one of a handful of Michael’s grade school friends that he is still very close with, is like a brother from another mother. He and Michael have been through a lot together. Girls, sports, partying, getting into trouble, traveling, you name it. Erik lives in Thailand for most of the year, that is when he’s not traveling to other far off corners of the world and chaperoning kids into service projects in tiny off-the-beaten path villages. So those few times they’re in the same country…that’s priceless.

The few times he is in the states we try to get together, our guest room is always ready for him, but his family, including his Moms and his sister and bro-in-law are out in Cape Cod, making his Mitten visits fewer and fewer. After I met and clicked right away with his sister Sara several years ago we maintained a good bond between blogging and Facebook (find her inspirational and thought provoking blog HERE). And we hosted her husband Leo for an overnight a couple summers ago. We’ve all casually chatted about making it out to there little slice of seaside life in Wellfleet for a visit.

And then Sara and Leo grew two incredible little humans and after seeing their gorgeous faces online for months wasn’t enough, we decided it was time for a visit. Erik was still in town when our store went into a summer calm mode and we could make a desperately needed escape from Capitol City. So off we went.

Google said it would be 13ish hours if we drove through Canada. With two toddlers we added on roughly 4 hours in stops to that equation and decided to stop for the night in upstate NY. The road to get to Wellfleet was bumpy, tense and at times unbearable, it may have ruined me for family road trips for good, but we survived. And made in one piece to the Cape by early Thursday afternoon.

First order? Meeting the babies. God was it lovely to finally hold those two precious ones. And though it took a day or three for Sofi to warm up to me…


Isak was my buddy from jump.


Next order of business? The Beach. The Ocean. The Cape. The next day was spent chasing the water and the sun.  It was a cool and foggy day but that didn’t stop us from hanging out on the beach for a while. Cedella even talked her Dad into running into the water with her. Sucker.





Then we went to the Wellfleet Harbor to check out some oyster boats and grab some lunch.





The restaurant was also a book store and housed the coolest local dive bar in its basement. Could I be ANYMORE at home? I think not.


And even better for the kids, there was a super sweet playground next door to the restaurant where I nabbed this incredible photo. This. Girl. Is. Killing. It.


The best part of this trip was just how much we got to chill and talk and catch up with our dear friends. And maybe drink a couple beers. Izzie was very helpful at cleaning up all the beer bottles with Uncle Erik.


Cedella really loved helping with the babies (doesn’t she LOOK thrilled?). And so did I. Sara and I talked about how nice it was to have to mothers (and grandmas, dads and uncles) around all day with all those young kids. There was always a helping hand about if one of us needed it. Communal parenting FTW!!!



Someone, well, actually two someones, formed pretty serious crushes on their Uncle Erik. Window kisses. He’s a charmer ladies!!


And how could I forget to mention these ladies. The Moms. Dikke and Tina. They are so in love and so lovely. They are parenting superstars and just really great people. It was really nice to get to know both of them.


In fact we got the chance to celebrate Mother’s Day with them in high style thanks to Chef Erik! But first…we visited Provincetown. And while we only scratched the surface of what P-Town had to offer I would go back in a heartbeat to visit. Michael would not. We had a fight there that didn’t end well or quickly and he thought the town was full of pretenious assholes. Did I mention he hated it. But it was so charming. It had an older and more eclectic feel than say Charleston…


And a healthy dose of nautical charm. Yes, that’s my Ahoi wrap on the pier. Had to do it, it was too perfect not to.


How cute are they? Such a beautiful family. And another win for babywearing…even got Sara with one on the front and one on the back and her walks were revolutionized!


After all the drama in P-Town we all needed to chill, regroup and unwind. And this is what we can home to. Chilled white wine and fresh Wellfleet oysters. Oh. My. Goodness. Divine. Could it get anymore East Coast than this?


Uncle Erik let Cedella name all the lobsters before they went to their Final Death. And the silly thing wouldn’t touch them. She said they were scary. Izzie went right up and touched it and walked away, unimpressed. Someone’s girlie side is showing…


So our Mother’s Day dinner was a lobster and scallop feast!! It was so delicious. I even learned how to crack open the tail and get all the meat out. And sucking on the legs. And melted butter with lemon. I’m drooling on my keyboard. It was so good.


Poor Uncle Leo was working and studying his ass off while we visited so we didn’t get to see very much of him. But this moment, after dinner, with him and Cedella in a food coma watching Animal Alphabet? So sweet. She really liked him.


Sadly our visit was a short one but made all the more special by how well all of us get along and how much we genuinely enjoy each other’s company. Erik has a really strong connection to all the kids, the little ladies love him so.


And Sara was just born to be a mother. Her instincts and intuition are incredible. Sofi and Isak have brought out even more intelligence and strength from her. I watched her juggle these two and their nursing, diapers, naps and bedtimes quite seamlessly. I’m in awe. Izzie was too. She just loved how calm and quiet Sara was with her. That and she loves to be read to…


And here’s us. Fast friends, mommy role models and peers. Sisters in our own tribe. And all these crazy smart silly kiddos. I hope they grow up knowing one another as cousins and family, how lucky would they be.


Though the road home was even harder than the road there, again, we made it back alive. All the wiser for having connected with really great people, in a really positive environment and had the chance to step out of our daily stress to be with our tribe.

Many and more thanks to the Moms, Sara, Leo and Erik for your hospitality, your help and your friendship. Our home is always open to you. Here’s hoping for many years of family visits and celebrations!!

Whew! That was a long one…you still there? If you are…Happy Wednesday whether you be wordless, wordful or hopeful. I’m hopeful today is a day for change and recognizing that love and marriage should be equal for all of our citizens. What are you hopeful for today?

(Nearly) Wordless Wednesday: Down Memory Lane

Today the Mr. and I are celebrating our 3rd Wedding Anniversary. 3 years since we put on the fancy clothes and said the magic words ‘I will’. I’ve written our love story here before. And last year I shared a whole bunch of my favorite wedding pics. So this year I thought I’d share a little bit of the past seven years together. Our story in photos. From dating to parents of TWO children (that’s still so weird to say…we have KIDS…plural…whoa).

Seven years ago when Mr. Eyebrowz had me at Badu neither of us thought that we would be where we are today. Snuggled up in bed with our second baby between us, fighting to stay awake for Jimmy Kimmel. It’s lovely and surreal. Cause we didn’t even know we would be here a year ago.

But we worked and tried so hard this past year to put our marriage and our little family first and foremost. To not allow outside influences to drive wedges between us. To always make our decisions together. To respect one another’s feelings. To get back to being partners, co-conspirators, best friends.

So let’s take a little walk down memory lane…shall we?

Spring 2005 – Charleston SC

This is our first trip together. We took an extensive road/camping trip through South Carolina, North Carolina and Virginia the first year we were dating. This was in Charleston. Not sure why we’re posed like it’s prom. Or what those white socks are all about. But we had a really fantastic trip. So many good memories from that trip. Inside jokes we still laugh at. And DAMN I was skinny.

Spring 2007 – Barcelona, Spain

Our first trip together overseas. This was a day where we just wandered without much of an agenda. Just wandering around and going where the wind takes us has lead to some of the best days we’ve ever had together. Barcelona was probably around the time that we both decided in our respective heads that we needed to be together for the rest of our lives.

New Years Eve 2007 – Roma Cafe – Detroit MI

When Michael proposed. He surprised me. I had absolutely no idea what was about to happen. It was the only time anyone has ever surprised me like that. It was beautiful and so sweet. He said the nicest things. In front of 12 of our closest friends and an entire restaurant. Such a great moment for us.

March 28th 2009 – The Colony Club – Detroit MI

I LOVE this picture. One of my favorite wedding pictures. It was the moment that we were so incredibly happy and in the moment. Seconds after we became Mr & Mrs. Look at those smiles. Love.

April 2009 – The Parthenon – Rome, Italy

Our one week anniversary. Eating al fresco outside of the Parthenon. Amazing dinner. Amazing wine. Amazing company. And he bought me roses while I was in the bathroom. We spent the rest of the night wandering around Rome, eating gelato, drinking wine and making out. It was very romantic.

August 2009 – Little Critter aka Cedella

Look what we brought home from Italy!! And soon Baby would make three. I will never forget how thrilled and freaked out we were after this ultrasound.

January 15 2010 – Our House – Lansing MI

Our John & Yoko picture. All of us piled in the bed the morning we came home from the hospital. With our new little baby girl and our fuzzy girl. One happy little family. Those days were crazy and overwhelming and blissful.

June 2010 – Hoffmaster State Park – Muskegon MI

Our first family camping trip. Sure, Michael is a bit Edward Cullen here (but that’s cool, right?). This was our first tent camping trip with Cedella. She was a natural and slept like an angel every night. We have made many and more amazing memories camping. Every summer…that’s our thing.

Mother’s Day 2011 – Grandma’s House – Bloomfield Hills MI

This picture kind of perfectly sums up what was going on at the time. We were out of whack, but still trying to hold it down. Trying to put on the good face for our friends and loved ones. Trying like hell not to kill each other or call it quits. This is before all of the tragedies we suffered so there’s still a bit of humor there. We will always have that. Our undying need to out do each other in the funny department. It’s a good thing we’re both pretty damn funny, cause if it was always just me who was funny, it’d get kinda boring.

October 2011 – Our Home – Lansing MI

A kiss before work. This was part of the Capture the Everyday blogging project I did. And one of the ways we reconnected. We don’t leave each other without a kiss and an ‘I love you’. Because life is too short, and things happen, and why not kiss your spouse every single day without question? This is one of my favorite pictures of us. Ever.

November 2011 – Little Nugget aka Isora

And then there were 4!! Though he will be the first to admit he was hoping for a boy, neither of us could have been happier that we were having a healthy baby girl. And this precious moment gave him the chance to utter the unforgettable line “You know what this means, right? We’re gonna have to try again.” I will hold you to that Mr. Eyebrowz. 😉

March 17 2012 – Greenhouse Birth Center – Okemos MI

Just one more journey, one more adventure for us. Natural water birth out of the hospital. My man. My rock. He didn’t interfere, he didn’t judge or command anything of me. Just let me do my thing. Held me up and told me how amazing I was. And yes Isora…when you’re old enough to read this…Daddy wore a Jager hat to your birth. Don’t judge him. It was free.

Now all that is missing from this group is one of the four (five with Kira the Dog) all snuggled in our nest. Seems that we’ve been a bit busy in the past week to take a family picture. But I have a mental image of the four of us, the day Zorie was born, all piled into our bed, marveling at how stunning this new little person is. And then somebody farted. Cause even with a three girl to one boy ratio, that’s how we roll.

Michael…my handsome sweet prince. These have been three of the most challenging and rewarding years of my life. Thank you for being with me and sticking through this bumpy ride and for doing all you do to make sure we have the life that we want to live.  I will never be able to properly express to you all the joy you have given me. Nor will I ever be able to properly give thanks for all the sacrifices you make for us. But I can tell you that these two girls? Best. Gifts. Ever. Thanks for bringing them into the world with me and for making this little family so unique and perfectly ours. You are my best friend and my hero. I love you.

Road Trippin’: Going to Canada

Our little family is taking off to the Great White North. Otherwise known as Canada.

Why in the world would two perfectly sane (guess that’s questionable) adults and their irrational two-year-old child climb into a car in the middle of January and drive north towards the land of moose and Tim Horton’s?

Cause I really really love Tim Horton’s.

And because snow be damned there is a certain 3 1/2 month old girl that we just HAVE to meet.

Her name is Mila. She is Cedella’s second cousin. And she was born on my birthday.

So looking forward to spending time with our aunt and uncles, cousins and little precious Mila this weekend.

And the Double Doubles.

And Monk really likes TimBits. They’re like  Dunkin Donut Holes. But Canadian. For those who have never had Tim Horton’s you don’t know what your missing.

Here are ten things that are somewhat daunting about our drive…

1. A two year old, strapped into a car seat for 5+ hours. With no DVD’s to keep her company.

2. An 8 month’s gone pregnant lady who has to pee every 15 minutes.

3. A very cautious husband that always drives just slightly over the speed limit.

4. Crossing the border, or rather waiting in line to cross the border, without a bathroom anywhere in sight. And the inability to pee like a man.

5. Snow…particularly on the way home. Cause it always seems to take longer coming home than getting somewhere.

6. Cloth diapers in the car with a toddler who is a heavy wetter. Thankfully I have to pee every 15 minutes so we should be able to avoid leakage, but still…it’s daunting.

7. An audiobook/NPR listener vs. strictly music listener. Music makes me fall asleep. NPR makes him fall asleep. It’s a challenge.

8. Trying to NOT eat a donut in every service station we stop at. Cause they all have a Tim Horton’s. And they all have delicious donuts.

9. Remembering to exchange currency BEFORE crossing the bridge into Canada. Cause we always think the currency exchange is after. It’s BEFORE. And none of the aforementioned Tim Horton’s take VISA.

10. Trying not to go crazy when asked to sing ‘Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer’ for the 100th time in a 2 hour span of time.

Wish us luck!! And see you next week with some pictures of Cedella meeting her new gorgeous little cousin Mila!!