Dear Lucy- 2 months

Well Luce- you are now a whopping 2 months old! The main change this month is that you have happy awake moments. As a newborn you were either contentedly asleep or awake and crying. You now have delicious moments when you actually seem to enjoy having your eyes open!

You smile a lot now and we aren't just talking fart smiles. You react to the faces and sounds we direct your way. You "talk" back to us and have even snuck in the occasional giggle. It is so precious!

You love to stand. You look a bit like you are trying to hula hoop as you wobble around with us supporting you. You are getting better at tummy time. It's not your favorite activity, but you are now able to lift your head up pretty high. You are definitely a mover and shaker.

You continue to hang out with your brother. Some days he brings you toys and gently pats you. Other days he sneaks in a rough poke or ignores you entirely. I'd call it a love/hate relationship at the moment.

You've gotten better at sleeping, often doing a 5 hour stretch at night in your bassinet. You still sleep on me a lot during the day, but it's quite a relief that you'll sleep on your own at night.

I'm hoping that next month will bring an acceptance of the bottle- you still don't want to consent to that thing. You appear to have a stubborn streak lurking behind your grins.

This month brought your first vacation-Tahoe. Every 2 month old needs a bathing suit and beach time!

It also brought your first festivals- Art and Garden with the Hills and Rivertown Revival with Uncle Toothpaste and Aunt Megan.

You also had your first trip to the grocery store. Ooh! Aah!

You weigh 9 lbs 14 oz and are 21.5 inches tall. You are small, but mighty. Your big eyes and sweet smiles mesmerize all who meet you. I love you so so much!





Erharts in Tahoe!

Trips to Tahoe have been an Erhart family  tradition for generations. I started going to Tahoe as an infant. We would stay at the forest service cabin that my grandfather had owned since my dad was in middle school. My sister and I climbed the huge granite rocks, swung on the rope swing, and visited with Chippy- our resident chipmunk (and don’t try to tell me it wasn’t the same chipmunk we saw every year- I like my delusion). In the winter we had the best sled run you could ever imagine. My parents chopped wood to heat the cabin/fuel the wood burning stove, melted snow for water in the winter when the pipes froze, and passed their love of the great outdoors onto us.

Alas, that quaint cabin is no longer in the family, but Tahoe still is. In 1990 my grandmother purchased a condo near Zephyr Cove that is on the lake. She encouraged one and all to make themselves at home there. My parents have kept that tradition alive and I have a plethora of memories of Tahoe trips with various family and friends that span the last 27 years. Tahoe is, without a doubt, my happy place. And now I get to watch my kids fall in love with it!!!!

This past 4th of July the Erhart family gathered in Tahoe and added on to the amazing treasure trove of Tahoe memories.  Was it a relaxing vacation? Hell no!  We had an almost 3 year old and 6 week old with us.  Was it a great time?  Hell yes!  The amazing cast of baby holders and toddler entertainers were life savers.

Baby holders:




Not pictured: Uncle Mike and Aunt Jan.  They also wielded their baby soothing magic.

The toddler entertainers:




All this help meant that there were a few moments when Brad and I were child free!


My sister, Mom and I even snuck out for a pedicure!  And yes- this was exciting enough to take a photo of!



Traditions are being passed on to the next generation!

Looking for golf balls in the lake


And diving for them


Cherry pit spitting competitions.  This was Brad and my first bout and I was awful.  Luckily Brad was pretty decent.


Playing in the Secret Room


Adventures on the sea doo



Cousin bonding was a highlight for sure!






Yup- Tahoe is still my happy place!



Summer Lovin’- Had Me a Blast!

In reference to the title of this post- if you ever ask me to karaoke this classic from Grease, I will acquiesce, but only on the condition that I sing the John Travolta parts!

Now I will admit, I have not loved every single moment of this summer (sleepless nights, crying baby, slightly jealous toddler who may be afraid of monsters or who may just want to sleep in my room because he knows his sister is in there), but overall it has been pretty awesome thus far.

The fact that we’ve had tons of help as we’ve transitioned to a family of four is hugely responsible for the fun factor.

My parents stayed with us right after Lucy was born. My dad got up early every morning to entertain Otis and my mom cooked us delicious meals. Also the coolest thing kept happening- I’d put laundry in the washing machine, then totally forget about it, only to find it magically folded in my room later. 😀 The laundry fairy (aka Grandma) has continued to help us out a few days a week and is largely responsible for my relative sanity!



Then Brad’s parents came into town. Grampie made our yard look better than it had in a year and Grammie knit a new hat for Lucy each day (or at least it seemed like that). They even watched both kids so that Brad and I could sneak out on our own for an hour. Priceless!




Uncle Toothpaste and Megan came to visit and wore Otis out (he wore them out too). Aunt Jen sent an awesome care package with something for everyone. And Uncle Tim, Aunt Jane, and cousins Jamie and Andrea sent us a card all the way from Berlin.


This is just the list of immediate family helpers. Gifts for Lucy came in the mail constantly and my friends brought us meals and checked in on us each day to see if we needed anything. You know you have good friends when you don’t think twice before asking them to bring you toilet paper- thanks Tracy!

But enough about our outstanding village of supporters . . . Back to Summer Lovin’- Had Me a Blast. I’ll let the pics do the talking.