to the rescue

It just so happens that Dave's sister moved to California about six months before we did. Turns out, Los Angeles is nowhere near San Francisco, but hey, it's closer than Chicago and we'll take what we can get.

The minute we found out we were moving, Nikki offered to help us get settled. She and her boyfriend, Sebastian, arrived the same day as our moving pod and let me just say, they pretty much saved us from insanity. We had a lot of boxes to unpack and a lot of furniture to assemble.

N+S,

Thank you for:

being our very first visitors

getting to know this city with us

helping us build our entire apartment

putting all of our books and dishes away

breaking down about a million empty boxes

sleeping on our very hard floor for three nights in a row

humoring me so I could relive the full house opening credits

introducing me to the deliciousness that is the pumpkin spice frappuccino.

Come again soon.

Love,

J+D

 

P.S. Happy Birthday, Nikki!

lovies

Love these kiddos.

For the last 14 years, I have had the pleasure of watching these two grow up. They are the best kids in the world (no bias whatsoever) and I have loved every single moment of being their aunt (except maybe that one time at H's piano recital when she played first and then we had to listen to 15 other kids sing Disney songs in a very hot, non-airconditioned room in July -- that was a little rough). But moving across the country means no longer being around for birthdays, plays, concerts, games, graduations, etc. It's going to be heartbreaking, to say the least. These two mean the world to me. 

But I am determined to stay close, no matter how many states are between us. 

H&B: I may not be there physically, but I will always be rooting for you. Always. No matter what. Miss you already.