I’ve utilized public transportation more in other countries than in my own. I’m not sure if that makes me well-traveled or spoiled. Maybe a little bit of both. Continue reading “Buses & Birdwatching in British Columbia”
Say hello to Karyn, everyone.
She’s my amazing little sister who decided to join me here in Vancouver at the last minute. Can I just say how thankful I am? Gallivanting around Canada with Olivia would have been fun but it’s way more fun with Karyn here. Plus she gets photo credit for pretty much every picture you see here, sans the ones in which she is the model. Continue reading “Visiting Vancouver”
Just a little over a month after returning from Hawaii, the Tuckers are once again boarding a plane. This time we’re headed to Vancouver, British Columbia! I’ve been to Canada before but never B.C. Luke is going for work but it’s all fun and games for Olivia and me. (One of the many benefits of being home during this season of life.) And to make it even better, my sister is meeting us there! Continue reading “Canada, eh?”
I have a love/hate relationship with Olivia and solids. On one hand, it’s awesome when she can just eat what we are having. On the other hand, I now have to come up with two additional meals a day plus two snacks. It’s easy to skip breakfast and lunch when it’s just me eating, but I can’t exactly tell a 13-month-old to wait all day for dinner. Continue reading “Breakfast for Baby”
The Tuckers are officially on vacation! We knew this trip would be different than our other international travel since we have Olivia in tow. Normally we’re up shortly after the sun with a long list of things to do. For this trip, we’ve planned one activity per day with lots of down time for Olivia. We also built a day on either end to get her adjusted to the eight hour time difference. She did phenomenal on the plane and foolishly I actually thought she’d adjust in just one day. I’d even mentally written a blog post about how we did it. In my mind, we were pretty much amazing. What a fool I am! Talk about eating a slice of humble pie. Or more like the entire pie. Continue reading “What a Fool I Am”
I was trolling through Facebook today when I came across this post:
The butterflies in my stomach have lost their wings.
Of course this could mean many things, but one tends to assume it has something to do with love, or a lack thereof. As I continued to scroll mindlessly through my friends’ posts my thoughts wandered to the man sitting next to me in the car. I suddenly realized the butterflies in my stomach have been on break for quite some time. My husband no longer gives me butterflies. Continue reading “My Husband No Longer Gives Me Butterflies”
The other day I was at my wit’s end with Olivia and her napping (or rather, lack thereof) and I looked at Luke in desperation. “How do they do it?” I cried. “How do all these moms make it look so easy?” He laughed, of course, and reminded me people probably say that about us. (How do they do it? Their daughter is 5 months old and they travel with her!) Continue reading “The Comparison Game”