We drove to Bend, Oregon this last weekend. My best friend Shannon had baby Josiah in September, and we were finally able to introduce him and Chloë.
For those of you who don't know my amazing friend, here is a brief history of our friendship: Our parents were all buddies in Oklahoma in their college days, and our moms were roommates. After they were paired up and married, our moms jokingly promised to have babies at the same time, only to have it end up that way. Shannon and I are the secondborns, and two months apart. When we were little, the Ewers moved to Texas, and we moved to Kentucky and visited each other when we could, and then they moved to Oregon, and we moved to Oregon when I was six. Shannon and I have been best friends our whole lives, and when we moved to Idaho when I was 13, we wrote long letters to each other every week, mailing them every Monday. We visited several times a year, and always talked about being roommates like our moms, "someday" getting married, being each other's Maid of Honor, and having children. And lo and behold, all of those things have come to pass.
I'm bummed that we didn't get any more pictures of the four of us together, but this will have to do. Shannon with Josiah, and me with Chloë.
The Dads, Bryan and Andy.
Chloë, six months old, was totally into Josiah, 2 1/2 months old. We know they are going to be great friends.
Playing together at Josiah's house.
In the ski lodge at Mt. Bachelor. I got to go snowboarding for the first time in almost two years. We had a fun crowd; Shannon, Andy and Josiah, Shannon's sisters Laura and Johanna, Johanna's boyfriend Michael, and my brother Samuel. Bryan and I took turns watching the baby most of the time, which actually worked really well.
Chloë with her Uncle Samuel.
Josiah had lots of smiles for me. He even gave me some adorable little giggles.
Out to dinner. Apparently Chloë can read upside down and was checking out the menu.
Spit bubbles have never looked so cute.
We drove home on Monday, and it was a beautiful day for a drive. (Although Chloë could have cared less about the scenery, she was sick of her car seat, bless her heart.) While we were driving, I snapped a few pictures through our dirty windows, and I was pleasantly surprised with how well some of them turned out.
It was a great trip, and it was so wonderful to finally meet Josiah and see Shannon again.