Michele has been giving me a hard time for not posting much. I was thinking about it on my walk to the store tonight and realizing that our life here has settled a bit into a routine. In some ways we don’t have a ton to say.

Take today for example. We got up, Maggie had Cinnamon Toast Crunch for breakfast, I had banana bread. She went to school, I worked. I made mac and cheese for lunch. Worked a little more in the afternoon and made a few doctors appointments. Maggie napped. Walked to the store. Made spaghetti carbonara for dinner and watched Pitch Perfect.

In some ways the most remarkable thing about our lives here is how routine it is. The big things that stand out are the little things. Maggie’s new after school routine is to stop at the mango lady at the end of our block on her way home from school where she buys a bag of cut up mangos with salt and lime juice. We discovered a new delicious cookie called Emo Giraffes. Not sure what makes them emo but they are chocolatey and delicious.

But that was part of the plan. To be in one place long enough to have it become routine. It really has and there is beauty in that.