My friend Hayley said before we left her, "Have fun at your spiritual home." I honestly couldn't have said it better myself. There is something that was so sacred that happened to our family at the Mount. Max was born. Sam discovered deep insightful parts of him that led him to Med school. I became a mommy. We walked on the beach every day bar none. I made incredible friends that are life long friends in New Zealand. And Sam and I became a team in a way only sacred moments can create. It was breathtakingly beautiful to drive back "home."
Watching the All Blacks
Playing with Finny
Splashing in puddles
Water fun (notice they are in shorts and tshirts!!!! This is winter people!)
Sick day playing trains
More Trains
Bubba kisses
More bubba cuddles
Bike Park!
Notice the ocean!
Such a cool spot!
More bubba cuddles
And more...
And more!! Poor bubba.
Our old house! (That's fully modern & remodelled!!!
Playing with the Bouma's (our landlords that lived in front of us and who also happen to have a grandson on the All Blacks and they gave Max a big picture of him for his room)
The sweet Bouma's. What a treasure they were and are to us.
Our favourite dairy family from the Mount. They spoiled Max then and it was the same today.
Uncle Buncle!
One of his best buddies when he was a bubba.
He loves Talia
Playgroup party! It was unbelievable to catch up with them all and just be with the kids and my friends again. Such a blessing of playgroup.
Playing marbles with Pop.
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