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Yoohoo-Hi family!

I might have watched Frozen one too many times...

Why hello there! After 2 months on hiatus, if you're still with me, then thank you for sticking around! I know you're just dying to hear what's been on my mind lately.

Crickets.

That's okay, I'll tell you anyway. So my last blog post? About not ever forgetting my first Mother's Day with Mira? I was right. I'll never forget it. I got the stomach flu...seriously. I have YET to spend a Mother's Day truly enjoying myself. There's always next year!

Moving on...

Speaking of moving, we did! We've made Rossford our permanent home. Bought our house at the end of May, and we are absolutely loving being home owners (again)! We like to make things really fun: closed on a Thursday afternoon (it was a foreclosure and needed cleaned up so I spent all that evening scrubbing while Jamey spent 7 HOURS mowing the yard because it hadn't been mowed yet. We had a pasture...I wouldn't kid you.) My parents drove in late Thursday night, we woke up early Friday and started moving things in. My sisters and youngest sister's boyfriend arrived Friday afternoon to help. My mother stayed up late learning how to use fondant on Mira's birthday cakes...and we had Mira's first birthday on Saturday afternoon. The house was still in boxes and my family was sleeping on air mattresses. And a good time was had by all!

I feel like we are settled...which is just amazing. We're enjoying the summer of pool fun, swing-set building, and smore-making. Yum. I'm busy working on crochet orders (a HUGE thank you to those who order from me or share my work with others!), and Mira is getting into everything. We now have a full time walker. And with that, we have a baby proof house. That is, until she finds something we missed. Which is pretty much every day. I swear it is Mira's mission to make me look like an awful parent whenever we have anyone over. Recently, while Jamey's parents were visiting, Mira managed to find a screw and put it in her mouth. Just an hour or so later she touched the inside of the oven and burned her fingers while I was getting tater tots out. She also likes to climb up the slide of the swing set and go down backwards. At 13 months. She has no fear, she knows no boundaries. We're in for a wild ride! I don't know what I'd do without this sweet little blessing in my life. She keeps me on the edge of my seat and always laughing.

So there's a quick update. I have a few more things on my mind, but I'll save those for later.

Don't worry. I won't wait another 2 months.

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