The Registry

In 1999, Brian and I bravely wandered the aisles of both Target and Crate and Barrel making lists of all the dreamy things we wanted for our house. We were actually very practical about what we registered for. We got settings for 8 of the white Bistro dishes, cow milk glasses, Bosco Ware bowls, and a myriad of other practical and really great things. Many of which are still very much alive after almost 13 years of marriage.

You're wondering where I am going with this right? The weekend I just survived got me thinking about all the wonderful things we have and how they came to live with us. The weekend of The Stomach Flu. We enlisted the help of many of the things we got as wedding presents as well as all of the carefully made baby blankets we had neatly folded in a cupboard waiting to be needed again. All are now happily recovering from a long weekend of helping us nurse our babies back to health.

The stainless steel bowl set we got once held things like Brian's famous Caesar Salad, fish resting in a marinade bath, the occasional tie dye attempt, and always pancake batter. This weekend, vomit. The white towels we used to hang on our super cute hooks looking fresh and modern just waiting to dry us after a shower. This weekend, vomit. The high count sheets we used to lie in and chat while we listened to the coffee making its final brew. This weekend, vomit. The beautiful quilt made by Brian's mom Cathie that makes me long to visit Italy every time I use it. This weekend, vomit. The quilt my mom gave to Fiona with signatures of all of the grandparents. This weekend, vomit.

Thirteen years ago (six for the baby stuff) I never knew that I would find a new appreciation for all of the wonderful gifts we received. Thank you to all of you who once bought us a wedding gift or made us a beautiful baby quilt. We have used them for all the things you hoped we would. Now we are using them for barf and are so thankful.