My all-time favorite Duluth memory is the morning we brought Kendall home from the hospital. There was a blizzard on Christmas Eve, and there were massive snow banks lining our street. When we went inside, there was Christmas music playing, our tree was lit and beautiful, there was a fire roaring (by video on the TV- no fireplace), and it smelled of apple cider (all thanks to my Mom and Dad). I put Kendall down and took it all in. Despite having lived there over a year, it was that moment that really made it feel like HOME.
We proudly displayed the beautiful wedding gifts we received as a reminder of that wonderful day.
We enjoyed visits from friends and family, and dinners around our table.
We worked tediously at making Kendall's nursery a soothing, safe place for her to sleep and grow.
We have memories of many Kendall "firsts", all with that house as a backdrop.
|Driving up to our house on Christmas Day, 2009|
|The beautiful gift we brought home from the hospital :)|
|Our living room, all cozy and cluttered with gifts!|