Our beloved Sprinter has gone on to it's new owner and it's back to tent camping for the whole family. As the twins have gotten older we were starting to think about reworking the interior build-out to make better sleeping space for all four of us. After doing some research though, we realized that selling ours with all the upgrades could pay for a different build out on a new van and as we had already put almost 50k miles on ours it seemed like a good idea to start fresh.  

The fresh start has taken an entirely different turn as Denver went out and found himself an old landcruiser. The plan is to do a full restoration with engine swap which is good because the truck is about as far away from mint condition as you could get (which I'm told is the point). Denver is really excited about the project and I'm really excited about the end product and having two drive-able vehicles again! 

After delivering the van, we got a chance to spend a couple of days at the beach and put the surfboard to good use, so great to catch some waves again. 

The house project is pretty much wrapped up, the final inspections passed and Denver built the longest of long kitchen tables to satisfy all of my long kitchen table dreams.

The trailer got a new coat of paint. Something I've been wanting to do ever since we bought the thing. The project got off on the wrong foot (as my projects are always inclined to do) but it came together in the end and I'm pretty thrilled to tone down the original 50s diner look. 

The twins are summering hard. Maybe wishing Mom and Dad would buy them a bigger pool so they didn't have to take turns soaking in the flower pot. Their favorite activity these days is pushing the camp chairs around on the deck. Back and forth. Back and forth.



It feels like all we've been doing lately is working, some of these photos testify to the result of that, but also to all the sweet moments in between. We're over at the river house now and it is quite possibly the most beautiful place I've ever lived. I just can't get over the views, the morning light and this rad little cabin that Denver somehow put together largely by himself over the last year. We picked up two cheap inflatable paddle boards from Costco and it's been so fun to access the river from a different vantage point. 

The house "to do" list is shrinking day by day. All that's really left is the loft railing, a kitchen island (that will also serve as our dining table) and some more cabinetry in the entry and pantry. I couldn't find cabinets and closet doors that would work in the space for a reasonable price so Denver just ended up making everything out in the driveway these last few weeks, taking his usual DIY philosophy to another level of madness.

The house that we ended up moving into last summer is still managing to defy all reasonable odds by refusing to sell (at a huge loss I might add). It's been a ten year burden and money pit that I've prayed so hard to get out of. It's still ours and though my prayers have not been answered the way I would like, God has provided far more generously then we ever deserved. Even giving us the ability to pay the mortgage every month while still giving Denver the opportunity to work independently. 

The house has been a hard blessing (I think of hard blessings as good for the soul but hard on the heart) and a constant reminder that although we are gifted so much independence we are still incredibly dependent on our Creator (nothing self-made going on here!). I'm trying to pray that God would bring us a buyer but that even more importantly I could learn to pay the mortgage or mow the lawn without letting the situation rattle my good cheer and then the good cheer of those around me. Because the truth is, if it wasn't the house getting me all out of sorts there's always something else that could send me for an unattractive tailspin.

God has been so faithful, through the good and the rough, the hard and the easy blessings.   

Happy Birthday Cas + Alta


And just like that my babies went and turned one on me. We celebrated the twins first birthday over at the new build, everybody just graciously ignored all the unfinished edges. At this point, I think our families are all used to our weird living situations (bless their hearts) and would probably be more weirded out if we were actually living like normal people in a normal house.

There were so many good years with Denver and I just doing our thing. I wouldn't trade those years for anything but, this last year might be the best one yet. Cas and Alta have brought so much joy. Their little souls make each day brighter and each moment just a little better (and sometimes more stressful!). I wanted to give up on ever having a family but Denver wouldn't let me and ended up carrying the optimism and hope to buoy us both. God did a work on my heart during those years of wanting what wasn't mine. He loosened my grip and showed me I wasn't in control. Then showed me that He saw me and then gave me the greatest gifts I could ever imagine. A gift that I always try to remember to hold with an open hand. I'm so so thankful for this little family of mine.

As seen through the lens:

En-route to a successful summit of Mt Shasta. Denver had hoped to ski the route but the conditions were bullet proof so he and a friend basically just hauled their skis up to the top and then back down again.  (The Shasta photos are all taken by another climbing amigo.)

The twins and I stayed home and ate snacks in the sun.

Lots of hours of on the new build. Denver broke ground last year just a few days before the twins were born. I was hoping to get the place finished up before the year mark but it just didn't quite happen.

The house isn't finished but it's been graced with the most amazing custom canvas. It's been in the works for a few months, we specified the size but everything else was left up to our friend (and incredible artist).

Striking blooms from my sis-in-law.

Denver and Cas still sporting the same chopped hair. 

We spent our first night over at the new house after the twin's birthday. We woke up to the sun streaming across the river and the honking of the Canadian geese family that have become quite possessive of the small island in front of the lot.

More sun and snacks.