Our Life in the Yellow Brick House

When Kyle and I first got married, I hated spending Saturdays alone, but over time, I learned to appreciate the freedom and serenity they bring. My usual agenda, as long as we aren't traveling, is to sleep in until 9 (the high school version of me would be so disappointed that 9 a.m. is what I now consider sleeping in), clean the house, grocery shop, do laundry and catch up on Real Housewives. I was terrified for my first Saturday alone with Oliver, as any non-dog person would have been. What was I going to do with him all by myself? Would he want me to play with him and entertain him all day? How would I get anything done? Turns out all of that worrying was pointless. Saturday is still one of my favorite days, but mainly because I get to take him for a long walk in the mornings, laugh at him while he chases the vacuum and lay around with him once we've finished all of our work. It's a pretty sweet gig. I never really have alone time anymore, but dog time might be b

I am a fall/winter kind of girl, so I'm always surprised at how excited I get when spring and summer roll around. There's just something about the sunny afternoons and blooming buds that put me in a good mood (and get my eyes watering, but that's another story). Here are some pictures of what we've been up to over the past few weeks.  We always look forward to redoing the flower beds. This year, we weren't very pleased with the flowers we picked for the big bed, but the knockout roses we planted in the side bed are beautiful.  And you've gotta love plants that surprise you and come back on their own. No, I'm not very observant when picking them out. I can't take credit for this picture, I stole it off of Facebook, so thanks to whoever took it! Asher's playing T-ball for the first time, so I went to Hennessey for a game when Grandpa and Grandma Donahue were in town. It was hilarious. You had to remind every kid to run after they hit th

We were on a walk with Oliver the other day when out of the blue Kyle started talking about the possibility of selling the house. It took me a second to realize he was being serious. Out of the two of us, Kyle has always been the one who has said we'll stay here the longest. However, it looks like now I'm the one who is extremely hesitant to part ways with the yellow brick house. Don't worry, we aren't making any rash decisions. It's just something we've started talking about a little more frequently. In fact, we went to a few open houses this weekend and that experience only confirmed how much I love our home. It's a perfect fit for us at this stage in our life. I just wish we could pick it up and move it to a different street. Maybe one that's not so close to a busy road and has neighbors that spend a little more time mowing and weeding their yards. (They are all lovely people, we just have differing opinions when it comes to the importance of these

Do you ever get the feeling life is moving a little too fast and everything you know and love is changing? Well on April 21, I was feeling that way. My best friend since before I can even really remember was scheduled to have her baby the next morning. Don't get me wrong, I was incredibly thrilled for her and excited to finally meet little Miss Morgan, but I was having a little trouble believing it was actually about to happen. I'm sure those of you who struggle with change can totally relate. But on April 22, I got to hold her precious baby in my arms, and in that moment, it all made sense. It felt like she'd always been right there with  us. Morgan Joann was born at 11:16 that morning weighing 7 lb. 7 oz. and measuring 20 inches long. She has a full head of dark hair and is perfect as can be! Kyle and I visited that evening and it was great to see Kim and Trey after most of the dust had settled. They had quite a few visitors, though, so I had to come back the next da