I don’t have any lofty goals for 2020. I suppose that is a silly way to start a blog post reflecting on the new year ahead, but if 2019 taught me anything, it’s that you can only plan so much. Instead I’m going to try to just enjoy all the little things that really make my life feel so blessed. Like my first sips of coffee in the mornings while watching our little toddler tornado run through our house. Or seeing Henry learn something new literally every day. Or sneaking a date with Andrew. Or a big hug from Otto or snuggle from Clemmie. We might not be jet setting a bunch this year, but we’ve got a lot of adventure happening in our own little neck of the woods.
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