Our new home

Jealous?

It's beautiful, right? Sometimes I can't believe I only live 2 minutes from this. The beaches here are nothing like the beaches back home. I'm sorry to say, but the beach here kicks CA beaches butt. I think I've converted :) The ocean is blue, blue, blue and the sand is almost white. It's like egg shell white ha. The water is still a little chilly, but definitely bearable.
When we first stepped on to sand, Mr. E was not a fan. Once he saw his daddy walking on it, he got in to it and loved it. By the end of the day he was pouring buckets of it on himself.

A very short clip of Mr. E at the beach the other day

If any of you want to come visit, you've got a place to stay :)

Oh, I also re-painted this table I found on Craigslist for $80. And I'm quite happy with the results.

Before

After

Baby boy turned 2!

My little, tiny, squishy baby, is now two years old! I cannot believe my baby is no longer a baby. He's this stubborn, sweet, non-talking, always on the go, car loving, couch climbing, always jumping, toddler boy. This boy knows how to make me smile from ear to ear and and laugh my head off. He's not much of a cuddle-r, but when he does, it makes the world stop and I melt just a little bit.
His birthday was soooo- low key, almost non existent. It fell on Easter, so I guess that helped with making it feel like it was a special day. Our day started off with a small Easter egg hunt, getting ready for church and going, going to the park with a few new church friends, and coming home to tacos and cake. I don't think this kid had any idea what was going on, but he did enjoy his frosting :)

Woke up to this...

Moved onto the Easter eggs, he was pretty stoked for his "Cars" basket

Got ready for church

(few hours passed) blew out some candles and had some cake

Happy birthday, sweet baby boy! Mommy and daddy love you so much and know you'll do great things in life. 

Bye, Utah.

March 19 was our official goodbye to our home for the last 5 years. It was a very bittersweet leaving, but because our flight was so early and I was so stressed, it didn't really phase me too much the day we left. I was more relieved to have the whole ordeal put behind me and to move forward with our life. Our life...at the beach :)

Mr. E did really well with our flights. I always stress myself out over flying with him, when he's never given me any reason to stress out about. He's a great little traveler and has never given me a hard time...knock on wood.
Our first flight left at 7am, which meant we had to be at the airport by 6, which meant we had to leave the house at 5, which meant waking up at 4. Ouch. Mr. E. passed out within seconds of take off, and only woke up for the final descent, which was awesome. Then we had to rush to our connecting flight which was going to be a wonderful 4 hr flight. The first half of the flight he was a little difficult. He just wanted to run around when we weren't allowed to. The stewardess had to keep getting on her intercom to tell "everyone" that they needed to stay in their seats while the fasten seat belt sign was illuminated. Whoops. The last part of the flight, Mr.E passed out until we landed. After we landed we made our through the airport, to the baggage claim, and to the hubbster/dad. Ev was pretty stoked to see him. Everyone said that he'd probably ignore him and want nothing to do with him, but his reaction was the EXACT opposite. I loved seeing my two boys reunite. It was one of the sweetest moments I've seen.
Our journey home wasn't long and when we arrived, it felt very weird. I had only seen a short 30 second video clip of our place and that was it. It was empty, minus our bags of clothes and boxes of kitchen crap. I hated the feeling of not knowing where I was and coming "home" to a non-homey feeling...home. But we're getting settled and it's started to feel like home to me now :)

The last bit of our flight, we were both ready to be on the ground and reunited as a family

"Re-united and it feels so good..."

And just a little sneak peak of what's down the street from us (2 minutes drive, less than a mile away). High risers, we live in one (not one of these ones), they're everywhere! These are all lining the coast, so you can't see the beach unless you park and walk, which kind of sucks, unless you live in one of these very expensive high risers. One day maybe :) This is Collins Ave. It runs parallel with the beach and is one of the main roads. There's tons of food places, shopping and resorts that run all long this street for miles and miles and miles and miles.