Goodbye Foxboro

Disclaimer: This post has no pictures. Not by choice, however. My computer is crazy right now and I've not been able to do much in the way of pictures recently. SORRY. I'm sure it would have been much cuter with photos.

This past weekend we said goodbye to a lot of things. Family, friends.......warm weather :/ But we will never say goodbye to the memories we've made with the ones we love.

We also said goodbye to our house. Being our first home, it holds a special place in our hearts and we have very fond memories of being there. If you don't mind, I'd like to share some of those memories with you.

• The arrival of Cooper. This will probably be the most fond memory of all. Our late-night (really, early-morning) feedings, his bassinet in the living room, his sweet, tiny, self that I'll never hold again but in my memory bank.

• Having friends over. It is no secret that Andrew and I are very social people. And, we love to have others over to our home. We have hosted adult leader parties, movie nights with the girls, and cigar nights with the boys. It's been the meeting place when we gather with our college friends (what will we do now, girls?). Also, a weekly night devoted to our friend Todd, so he and Andrew could watch dumb movies, and a weekly night devoted to Laura, so we could watch Survivor. It's been a place we've gotten to laugh with others, have fun with others, and know those people more deeply.

• Holidays. Christmases, Halloweens, 4th of Julys, Birthdays, Thanksgivings, Easters. Treasured times. We were able to spend our last holidays before Cooper here, as well as our first holidays with Cooper here. I will always remember the look on Cooper's face the morning of his first Christmas, as well as the look on his face when we sang "Happy Birthday" to him on his first birthday.

• Watching Cooper learn and love new things. It was at our house on Foxboro that Cooper fell in love with the vacuum, learned to crawl, walk, run, climb, play with his imagination, say "dada" and "mama", drink from cups, eat with a fork, and say lots of sweet things. Our son has grown into such a wonderful 18 (19 on Sunday) month old boy. I'm so glad we had our home on Foxboro as the place to watch him grow.

• Love. A lot of it. Our home has been a place for us to love on others, and love on each other.

Foxboro Drive,

Thanks for the great memories.

Love,

"Chandrew" and Cooper