In 2008, I quit my corporate job, sold off everything I owned and moved overseas with my husband Drew. Since then we've traveled around the world, started our careers over as creative types and nurtured our love of sleeping in late. Oh and we had a baby. Cole, our almost 2 year old has been traveling since he was four months old and probably knows more Thai than me (not that he brags).
The Year of the Dragon Begins…
Having a toddler is fantastic. It allows you to skip events like standing outside in the freezing January chill of northern China, while inhaling the plumes of smoke from thousands of simultaneously lit firecrackers and blame it on your child. If you’re good, you can even make it seem like you’re sacrificing while you send your husband outside with the camera. “It’s okay honey, I’ll just stay here… you go… enjoy… yourself…” (The key here is to suppress the laughter in such a way as to appear deeply disappointed).
Muhahahaha. Cozy blanket. Snuggly baby. Warm cup of tea. (Check.check.check.)
It was absolute bedlam outside tonight, and Drew came back half deaf in one ear. I think he caught on to my sudden excess of maternal instincts, eyeing me up when he walked in. “You know, if you want, I can watch the baby while you go out.”
“Nope! That’s okay, besides these photos are perfect.”
新年快乐!
恭喜发财!
