The Long Italian Good-bye

If I see you in the U.S. and greet you with a “Ciao!,” please don’t be annoyed. It’s reflex now. At the bus stop, at preschool drop off, at the bakery, at the grocery store, at the cafe, walking through town… every hello and good-bye has been “Ciao!” for the past three years. (Unless we’re… Continue reading The Long Italian Good-bye

We Moved Overseas 5 Years Ago Today

Facebook reminded me: on this day in 2011 we boarded a plane to move to England. The photo of our pile of luggage – six massive bags high – next to baby Walden in his car seat is very blurry. So here’s the front door of our first house in England, on Blomfield Street. It… Continue reading We Moved Overseas 5 Years Ago Today

Our First 25 Days in a Hotel Room

Hotel living could be charming if you’re a see-and-be-seen type. For us, living in a hotel with our two small children is more of a hurry-up-and-shovel-down-your-food-before-the-kids-cause-a-scene experience. The restaurant and front desk staff no longer ask our room number. The boys are sure to say “ciao-ciao-ciaoy-ciao” to Andrea the Maintenance Guy daily now that he has… Continue reading Our First 25 Days in a Hotel Room

Up for Air

Gah! Has it really been 2 weeks since my last post?! It seems our new routine doesn’t facilitate blogging. Perhaps we’ll get there? For now, another one of those all-over-the-place-what’s-going-on posts. Walden has started Montessori preschool and loves it. I also love it, because it makes him happy and because it’s 3 hours of each day… Continue reading Up for Air

Lately

Flurry? Whirlwind? Cyclone? I’m unsure which weather feature best describes our current state of existence. June is half over. More than a month has passed since our epic road trip, which I’m still hoping to detail here. (I’m really only three days in. We were gone for 12. It might be a while.) We’ve celebrated Walden’s… Continue reading Lately

Alabama

There are many stressful times in the life of a military family. Knowing you’re moving soon but having no idea to where is one of them. Count me lucky, getting to skip that step in our next move. Our time in England runs out next summer. That we’ve known since we learned we were coming… Continue reading Alabama

Tis the Season

It’s PCS season around here. You military families know what I’m talking about. For the rest of you: PCS season is that time of year (usually summer) when your friends and their families are packed up and moved to their next assignment. We’re lucky that, in our community, our “goodbye”s are most likely just “see… Continue reading Tis the Season