1000 Posts Later

Welcome to my 1000th blog post. When I started my blog, I was 24 years old. We lived in Maple Valley with two little kids, still 3 and 1. We were thinking about business school and the next phase of our life. Since then, we’ve moved to Charlottesville, Arlington, Atlanta, and back to suburban Seattle. We’ve completed (hopefully!) our family with two little boys. We’ve had a lot of fun and made a lot of mistakes, personally and financially (remember when we bought a house in 2007?) We’ve learned a lot.

Now we are transitioning to yet another phase in our life. Our older kids are becoming wonderfully independent. Megan just started babysitting for us, and can load the dishwasher. More responsibility equals more freedom, so she is now allowed to ride her bike to the city commons, where the library and farmer’s market are. She emails and chats with her friends, and we are thinking about getting her a cell phone. Gavin is a fair cook and a capable babysitter in the wings. He also has his run of the neighborhood, as long as he and his buddies can act responsibly (we had another minor incident this week).

Ben is still Ben, although he gets older and smarter every second, and Logan is no longer a baby. He’ll be two next month.

The years are speeding up now. I looked at Megan the other night and thought, I’ll be taking her to college in seven years. It’s going to feel like five seconds. It’s not enough time.

Christopher and I talk endlessly about how we want to live our life, how we want to raise our kids. Do we want to encourage our children’s excellence in school and sports and music? Do we want to quit the rat race, start our own business, and homeschool? Do we want to stay in the surburbs, or live internationally, or move to the country and get some chickens and goats?

While Christopher and I debate the best way to raise our kids, they are growing up. I feel like by the time we settle down, they’ll be ready to leave. And maybe that’s okay.

Because we are trying to give them roots, not to a place, but to our family. Our values. Their potential. I know deep down my kids don’t care about stuff. They don’t care about a big house, cool toys, fancy food, or designer clothes. They want to be loved and appreciated and supported for who they are, and who they can become. I think all parents want to give their child everything. But it’s not possible. All you can do is make sure you connect with them, individually, every day, with kindness and attention and love.


7 thoughts on “1000 Posts Later

  1. I really like this post. It still astonishes me that there are so many public or semi public accounts of so many people’s lives sitting on the web. No one ever seems to talk about it but it is just so historically unprecedented.

    Anyway, I’ve always loved reading your blog and staying connected through it. You are a great writer and an even greater parent and person. Congrats.

  2. Love this post, and your blog! I’ve thoroughly enjoyed reading every post! Sounds like y’all are having a nice and adventurous summer! Hopefully we’ll cross paths soon!

  3. I don’t even know how many posts I’ve done, but to reach a 1000 is really neat. What a perfect post to sum up all those years.

  4. Today I was contemplating moving to the rural northwest and finding an adjunct teaching gig at some community college for a pittance but having a giant garden and chickens and tons of free space and time to roam.

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