a year in review

 

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My goal this weekend is to recap all my favorite memories from 2013 before they vanish from my little brain. So, in no particular order:

**disclaimer! This was “the year of the baby” so the majority of my memories revolve around baby and her milestones. If you don’t like babies then you’d better look away fast.

-The first 3 months of 2013 pretty much revolved around boobs. I knew breastfeeding would take a lot out of me but I wasn’t prepared for the amount of time it would take every single day for a long, long time and how little else I would get to do. After about the first few months it became second nature but man, it was like a wild African scene in our loft. Sorry to any neighbors/friends who saw things they were not prepared to see. In Vancouver, Canada ladies are whipping their man made nursing utensils out left and right which was awesome, but you just don’t see that as much out here.

-Lots of little travels in 2013. Fbombs first trip was to Palm Springs, CA at around 2 months then to Olympia, WA at 3 months then to Colorado at 4.5 months then back to Palm springs at 5 months then to San Luis Obispo for a weekend trip, then to Tahoe, then to Chicago at 9 months, then to Ashland, OR and back to Olympia with a quick trip to Vancouver at 10 months, then back to Colorado for her one year birthday. She has been such a good traveler both by car and plane. I’m guessing our easy travel days are coming to a close but man, she is such a travel buddy.

-Halloween in Colorado was pretty memorable. I had had too much coffee the day before Halloween and decided we needed to bring the old Beckord tradition back and scare the kiddos again. So my wild mind got going and I formulated lots of plans on how to raise the biggest fright. Then I realized, “I’m a mom and baby will have to go to bed.” So, my good old pops did all the scaring and he did one heck of a good job. Nothing like giving used golf balls out as treats, right?

-Ma’s bladder cancer came back a number of times throughout the year but before the holidays she was disease free. Yippee!! Now thinking happy thoughts for 2014.

-Cdawg shooting his first magazine cover. Exciting to see him branch out more and more.

-Waking up the morning of Fdizzle’s 1st birthday to snow! On the teepee!

-Sleeping on the bathroom floor with food poisoning when I should have been camping with my sister on her 40th birthday. But then getting to surprise her as she floated on Eel river. I love my sister.

-A dear friend’s wedding at the most magical place on earth (it wasn’t Disneyland).

-The death of our old Audi and the birth of our “we are parents now” hot red used Volvo station wagon.

-Seeing baby child sit up, eat real food, crawl, pull up, cruise and walk. I’m so so so so so so thankful I’ve been home to see all this stuff even if it means I’m not saving a lot of dough.

-Catching baby child’s first steps on video. Not sure how we were quick enough to do it but we did. She had no idea she had walked so it was no big deal to her. Just another day playing with the salad spinner.

-Spending lots of good time with friends who also have offspring. Thanks, friends, for also having offspring.

-The birth of the first Beckord BOY. Finally, we have someone to carry on the Beckord name. And I’ll never forget meeting him for the first time WHILE watching a Bronco game with my bro/sis-in-law in the recovery room, while drinking a beer. That is the way to do it.

-Doing a mini shoot with such awesome, awesome families. I’m really grateful and can’t wait to do more!

-Back to Olympia then Palm Springs then Olympia to start the new year.

 

Author: Ali Carras

At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change. I have closed my comments due to mass amounts of spam that no filter could ever control. Feel free to contact me abeckord [at] gmail.com!

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