A daily photo-blog of my life as an American transplanted in the UK.
Thursday, 18 August 2011
Y3 - 322/365: Marco......Polo?
This morning I had to nip out of the room to prepare Ryan's breakfast and when I returned not 90 seconds later I couldn't see or hear him! The gate was shut so I had NO clue where he disappeared to. As soon as that thought crossed my mind, he reappeared from behind the curtain...sitting inside the back of his "dump truck" trailer.
Then cheeky as ever, he decided today that teddy needed a nappy and he wanted to lie down to watch Waybuloo.
After two and a half years in a long-distance relationship, I packed my life of 29 years into 21 boxes and moved to England to marry and be with my husband, Matt. Now I'm reveling in the youth of my 30s in Great Britain, supply-teaching in primary schools near Birmingham and enjoying newlywed life, being a mommy, and all the surprises they bring!