The Hills Hit the Road

Dear Hill Family,

We miss you already. Damn you Eugene (Oregon) for being so adorable and affordable!

Jen and Noah- you were Brad and my first Petaluma friends. For years Brad and I joked about stopping people on the street to ask if they’d like to be our friends. We even joined a meetup group because pretending the ‘How I Met Your Mother’ cast were our friends just wasn’t cutting it. The meetup is how we had our first “date” with Jen. We went to a Chris Robinson concert together and hit it off. Some might even say that she started dating Noah soon after in order to solidify our friendship. She knew that a musician boyfriend would complete our foursome 😂 and he did.

Noah and Brad played in 4 different bands together and all of us (minus me) formed the utterly delightful Little Mountain String Band. Long live rural rock!

We had standing Sunday night dates to watch The Walking Dead together. One couple cooked. The other brought alcohol and dessert. We loved your chicken, rice, and kale every time you made it for us and you didn’t mock us when we ordered delivery.

You made us karaoke (so many times) and even that didn’t break our bond!

We added kids to the mix in 2014 (Otis), 2015 (Abby), 2016 (Frankie) and 2017 (Lucy). These extra family members only strengthened our friendship. Watching our kids grow up alongside each other has been so much fun.

Our camping trips are special memories to me and I hope to keep adding to them in the future.

In 2016

In 2017

Get togethers with you guys are always exactly what we need- mutual chaos of course, but somehow stress relieving. We share our latest parenting catastrophes and always find the humor in life.

I still can’t believe that you are no longer an impromptu happy hour text away. Your moving has been a tough one for Brad and I, but we’ll just have to look forward to visiting you in Eugene.

Here we are (looking terrible) ringing in 2013 and then ringing in 2018. It’s been a great ride!

Trios in Tahoe

For 4 years, three moms have taken to the roads each August, schlepping all sorts of kids’ gear, and braving toddler/baby shrieking and carsickness for a fun-filled Tahoe weekend. We can say we do it for our kids and that is the truth. But the full truth is that we do it for ourselves. Spending 48+ hours with your two best friends is heaven, and a highlight of my year. This annual weekend trip has become all the more important now that one of those friends lives in Washington state. I am so thankful to keep logging these memories with these two women!

The toddler trio has turned into the Pre-K trio. They had a blast living together for 2 days. One of these years we’ll let them all sleep in the same bedroom, but this year we chose sleep for ourselves over this option.

It’s been so fun to see them grow up over the last 4 years!

Year 1
Year 2
Year 3
Year 4

This year the Dad trio joined us which made for more lifeguards and child holders, as well as more boating, drinking, and naughty games of cards against humanity once the wee ones were asleep.

And these 2 little ladies rounded out our gang.

If last year was the “who has to go potty?” year, this year was the “how the hell do we get them out of the water?” year. Teeth chattering and lips blue- they never wanted to get out.

The good news is that we felt the same way!

We lured them out with the promise of bunny sightings. I love our little “hikes.”

And, of course, the secret room was a highlight, as were viewings of Toy Story. I don’t know why I get such a kick out of them watching stuff on a 10 inch dial tv, but I do. They were quite confused by the concept of rewinding the vhs. 😂

The kids were completely spent at the end of each day. Lucy brought back memories of Baby Allie when she fell asleep at the dinner table.

Allie 2015
Lucy 2018

11 people in one condo, 5 of whom are under the age of 5, certainly requires a bit of chaos.

But it is so totally worth it!

Counting down to next year!