Dear Lucy- 3 Months

Dear Lucy-

My sweet girl- you are 3 months old today and full of life. This month brought laughter!!! The sweet sound of you chortling with glee stops time and completely mesmerizes me.

For some reason, you laugh every time your dad appears. It’s adorable.

In addition to laughter, this month brought a whole range of vocal experimentation. You love the sound of your own voice.

You’ve recently decided that if you are awake you’d like someone to be paying attention to you. We can be having a grand ol’ time and the second I stop looking at you (to build legos with your brother) you will start fussing to let me know that I really should be making silly faces at you instead.

And so we’ve begun to “play.” We hang out on our bellies.

We play on our backs

You push off my hands with your feet and scoot on your back across the floor. You’ve rolled over from tummy to back three times. We play peekaboo. You even join Otis for story time.

The only time you “play by yourself” is when you are marveling at that which is your own feet.

In fact, you’ve gotten so wiggly in your chair that we’ve had to start strapping you in lest you escape.

Other highlights of this month include:

You becoming a pro at the bottle. Hooray!

You going camping.

And you surviving a trip to Tahoe with a whole gaggle of toddlers

You are no longer living in your own tiny bubble. You are trying to take in everything that is going on around you. It is absolutely amazing to watch your world grow. I have been so lucky to spend all of my time with you these past 3 months. Going back to work in a week will be a shock to my system for sure. I’ll miss our naps together on the couch, but will look forward to cuddling and playing with you every morning and every night. I can’t wait to see what you discover next!

I love you so much!!!



Dear Otis- 3 Years

Dear Otis-

I am so incredibly proud of you! You are now 3 years old and you’ve accomplished so much in the last 6 months. Not only have you ditched the diapers (you even pee standing up thanks to Eli’s tutelage), but you’ve also become an awesome big brother. While you have moments when you are less than sweet to Lucy, the majority of the time you are quite dear to her. When we stopped for lunch on the drive home from Tahoe, Lucy started crying in her car seat while I was ordering our food. Suddenly she stopped and I looked down to see you gently rocking her car seat. You said “Look Mom- I made her smile!” You earn her smiles a lot these days.

At 3 years old you are so many things . . .

You are loving. You still like to sit on my lap from time to time, and when you go to bed you demand a fist bump, hug, kiss, and a boop (tap on the cheek).

You are inquisitive. Car rides are filled with questions- “What’s in that truck Mom?” “Are we on a bridge?” “Is that Walnut Park?” You absolutely love to learn.

You are hilarious. Tia has taught you to dance using your hips. You love to shake your booty and dance around as we yell “Eso! Eso!” If something you say makes us laugh, you will be sure to say it as often as possible.

You are eager and enthusiastic. When you like something- cracking eggs in a bowl while we bake, helping dad screw in a piece to a music pedal, throwing water balloons in the backyard- you exclaim “Woah! This is cool!”

You are passionate. When you set your mind to something, you mean business. If you struggle to accomplish the task you can get pretty upset. We are working on taking a deep breath when frustration hits.

You are a negotiator. When you ask for crackers and I say you can have two you say “how about 3?.” When I say this is the last tv show you say “how about just one more?” The good news is that you’ll take what you can get. Recently we’ll let you watch a show downstairs while we cook dinner upstairs. We tell you that when it’s over you need to turn the tv off and come up the stairs to dinner. You do exactly that!

You are imaginative. You make up your own games, your stuffed animals talk to each other, and occasionally you have an invisible friend hanging out with you.

You are 38.75 inches tall (80th %) and weigh 33.5 pounds (70th %). You love transformers and legos. Swimming is your new favorite activity. You challenge, inspire, and delight us on a daily basis! We love you so much!



P. S. You had a super awesome pirate bday party! You and your friends caught fish in the hot tub, threw water balloons at an octopus, and dug for treasure in a pretty sweet box fort. Happy Birthday Oats!

Outnumbered in Tahoe

This is the story of three brave women who took to the roads to make the 3rd annual Tykes Take Tahoe trip a reality. The bravest among them drove 11.5 hours each way!!!

The biggest difference in this year's trip was the adult:child ratio. We went from 3:3 to 3:5! This year Amelia and Lucy joined the crew.

Let's just say that the amount of wine consumed grew accordingly and we all feel we are ready for our lifeguard certification! We were most definitely outnumbered (in a good way of course)!

The 2017 trip will forever be remembered as the "do you need to go potty?" trip. With 3 newly potty trained toddlers we somehow managed to survive with no pee or poo on the floor. However each mom made the frantic mad dash to the potty from the beach upon hearing that adrenaline summoning phrase "mommy- I need to poo."

Other than that, it was just like old times with laughter and joy up the wazoo! Check out these then and nows . . .

Highlights of this year's trip (aka moments when I was pinching myself) included

"Hikes" around the condo complex

Sunsets on the deck

Bonding with Littles

Dance Parties

Pizza making parties

And oh so much beach time

Can't wait for next year!!!

Camping 2017

For the second annual Moore/Hill camping trip, we chose a 2 night stay at Spring Hill Regional Park in the not so wilds of Santa Rosa (30 minutes from our house). With a 2 month old and an 8 month old in tow it seemed wise to stay close to home.

Here are the camping trip stats.

  • 4 kids under the age of 3
  • 27 pees on the tiny potty (approximate)
  • 1 poop in pants (no picture taken)
  • So much butt crack
  • 3 nap evaders and one champion napper.
  • 2 musical instruments (the third went unused due to child wrangling constraints).
  • 1 fellow camper that asked to join the jam on his harmonica.
  • 2 Spring Lake swimmers
  • Infinite morning cups of coffee and evening glasses of wine.
  • A whole lot o' happy campers

Ups and Downs

At Otis’ two day old check up, the pediatrician was completely candid with us. She explained what we might expect as far as nursing and sleeping for the next few weeks, and finished by saying “basically as soon as you’ve got it figured out, it will change.” Were truer words ever spoken?! Parenting can be so beautiful one moment and downright ugly the next. One minute you feel like you’re mom of the year and the next minute you are full of doubt. This job is a roller coaster for sure!

This week brought three major parenting wins.

1. We started potty training Otis and he took to it splendidly. We are on day 5. We haven’t had an accident in two days and only had 3 accidents total. We are even out and about with a potty in the back of the car that he willingly uses whenever nature calls.

2. After weeks of protest, Lucy finally succumbed to the bottle. Apparently we needed a more boob-like brand. Thanks to my circle of moms we borrowed an array of bottles and found the one for her. We have had 3 successful bottle feeds in a row.

3. Both kids are asleep by 8:30ish . . . IN THEIR OWN BEDS!!!! We just started putting Lucy down in her bassinet drowsy but awake around 8 or 8:30. She fusses for a few minutes but then sleeps until 1 or 2am (then out again until 5:30). It has been amazing to have a couple of hours where neither Brad or I is holding a baby or entertaining a toddler.

Now, the title of this post is ups and downs right? Well, Last night I sent my mom a kid update via text that concluded with the words “it’s too good to be true.” How wise and all-knowing I am!

We were way up and then we went way down!

Last night Lucy chose to be wide awake from 4-5:30am spitting up on me every so often as we paced around the house.

Then this morning I passed the time in the hallway holding Otis’ door closed while he had the most epic tantrums of his life. Through the door I continually requested that he calm down and sit on his bed. While he eventually gave in and did what I asked, it only occurred after the neighborhood was privy to the screeches, wails, and door pounding of an almost 3 year old tyrant for quite a while. Tantrums brought to you by “I want the book that’s in the car” and “I want to play downstairs not upstairs.” Why did I insist he be upstairs with me you ask? Because he hasn’t pooped in 2.5 days and I want to see it coming so we can make it to the potty. Oy!

We headed off to daycare and he gave me a huge hug goodbye. When I walked down the driveway I heard Tia say “everyone listen up. No more diapers for Otis!!!!” This was followed by the amazing sound of tiny hands clapping for my boy.

I think this photo that my friend Kate sent me kind of sums up my thoughts at the moment.

The good news is that at this stage of the game I’ve come to accept this rollercoaster as normal. So as I take on Otis’ stubborn streak and weather his wrath when I don’t give him everything he wants, I will hold tight to the accomplishments we’ve already made. I will flash back to the moment last night when I was in our tiny bathroom feeding Lucy her bottle while simultaneously reading Otis a book as he sat on his potty.

Life is good ūüėä

Dear Lucy- 2 months

Well Luce- you are now a whopping 2 months old! The main change this month is that you have happy awake moments. As a newborn you were either contentedly asleep or awake and crying. You now have delicious moments when you actually seem to enjoy having your eyes open!

You smile a lot now and we aren't just talking fart smiles. You react to the faces and sounds we direct your way. You "talk" back to us and have even snuck in the occasional giggle. It is so precious!

You love to stand. You look a bit like you are trying to hula hoop as you wobble around with us supporting you. You are getting better at tummy time. It's not your favorite activity, but you are now able to lift your head up pretty high. You are definitely a mover and shaker.

You continue to hang out with your brother. Some days he brings you toys and gently pats you. Other days he sneaks in a rough poke or ignores you entirely. I'd call it a love/hate relationship at the moment.

You've gotten better at sleeping, often doing a 5 hour stretch at night in your bassinet. You still sleep on me a lot during the day, but it's quite a relief that you'll sleep on your own at night.

I'm hoping that next month will bring an acceptance of the bottle- you still don't want to consent to that thing. You appear to have a stubborn streak lurking behind your grins.

This month brought your first vacation-Tahoe. Every 2 month old needs a bathing suit and beach time!

It also brought your first festivals- Art and Garden with the Hills and Rivertown Revival with Uncle Toothpaste and Aunt Megan.

You also had your first trip to the grocery store. Ooh! Aah!

You weigh 9 lbs 14 oz and are 21.5 inches tall. You are small, but mighty. Your big eyes and sweet smiles mesmerize all who meet you. I love you so so much!





Erharts in Tahoe!

Trips to Tahoe have been an Erhart family ¬†tradition for generations. I started going to Tahoe as an infant. We would stay at the forest service cabin that my grandfather had owned since my dad was in middle school. My sister and I climbed the huge granite rocks, swung on the rope swing, and visited with Chippy- our resident chipmunk (and don’t try to tell me it wasn’t the same chipmunk we saw every year- I like my delusion). In the winter we had the best sled run you could ever imagine. My parents chopped wood to heat the cabin/fuel the wood burning stove, melted snow for water in the winter when the pipes froze, and passed their love of the great outdoors onto us.

Alas, that quaint cabin is no longer in the family, but Tahoe still is. In 1990 my grandmother purchased a condo near Zephyr Cove that is on the lake. She encouraged one and all to make themselves at home there. My parents have kept that tradition alive and I have a plethora of memories of Tahoe trips with various family and friends that span the last 27 years. Tahoe is, without a doubt, my happy place. And now I get to watch my kids fall in love with it!!!!

This past 4th of July the Erhart family gathered in Tahoe and added on to the amazing treasure trove of Tahoe memories.  Was it a relaxing vacation? Hell no!  We had an almost 3 year old and 6 week old with us.  Was it a great time?  Hell yes!  The amazing cast of baby holders and toddler entertainers were life savers.

Baby holders:




Not pictured: Uncle Mike and Aunt Jan.  They also wielded their baby soothing magic.

The toddler entertainers:




All this help meant that there were a few moments when Brad and I were child free!


My sister, Mom and I even snuck out for a pedicure!  And yes- this was exciting enough to take a photo of!



Traditions are being passed on to the next generation!

Looking for golf balls in the lake


And diving for them


Cherry pit spitting competitions.  This was Brad and my first bout and I was awful.  Luckily Brad was pretty decent.


Playing in the Secret Room


Adventures on the sea doo



Cousin bonding was a highlight for sure!






Yup- Tahoe is still my happy place!



Summer Lovin’- Had Me a Blast!

In reference to the title of this post- if you ever ask me to karaoke this classic from Grease, I will acquiesce, but only on the condition that I sing the John Travolta parts!

Now I will admit, I have not loved every single moment of this summer (sleepless nights, crying baby, slightly jealous toddler who may be afraid of monsters or who may just want to sleep in my room because he knows his sister is in there), but overall it has been pretty awesome thus far.

The fact that we’ve had tons of help as we’ve transitioned to a family of four is hugely responsible for the fun factor.

My parents stayed with us right after Lucy was born. My dad got up early every morning to entertain Otis and my mom cooked us delicious meals. Also the coolest thing kept happening- I’d put laundry in the washing machine, then totally forget about it, only to find it magically folded in my room later. ūüėÄ The laundry fairy (aka Grandma) has continued to help us out a few days a week and is largely responsible for my relative sanity!



Then Brad’s parents came into town. Grampie made our yard look better than it had in a year and Grammie knit a new hat for Lucy each day (or at least it seemed like that). They even watched both kids so that Brad and I could sneak out on our own for an hour. Priceless!




Uncle Toothpaste and Megan came to visit and wore Otis out (he wore them out too). Aunt Jen sent an awesome care package with something for everyone. And Uncle Tim, Aunt Jane, and cousins Jamie and Andrea sent us a card all the way from Berlin.


This is just the list of immediate family helpers. Gifts for Lucy came in the mail constantly and my friends brought us meals and checked in on us each day to see if we needed anything. You know you have good friends when you don’t think twice before asking them to bring you toilet paper- thanks Tracy!

But enough about our outstanding village of supporters . . . Back to Summer Lovin’- Had Me a Blast. I’ll let the pics do the talking.













Dear Lucy- 1 Month

Dear Lucy-

Well kiddo, you have officially been breathing air for one month now and so I shall start the tradition of writing to you as you reach each milestone.  Let me give you an idea of what one month Lucy is like.

First of all, you are a peanut. ¬†While you have steadily gained weight since birth (I think you clock in around 9 lbs right now), you still seem teeny tiny. ¬†You are wearing newborn and 0-3 month clothes and newborn diapers, but I’m guessing by month two that will be a different story.



Just this week you’ve changed from a helpless creature whose head was too heavy for her neck to a more mighty version of yourself. ¬†You hold your head up quite well and if you don’t like where we position you on our bodies, you just move yourself to your preferred location. ¬†This includes inchworming higher up, maneuvering your head to a more comfy locale, and performing a back flip to indicate that you would rather be lying down than slung over our shoulder.



Things you like . . . being held, being pat constantly on your back, being outside, lying on your changing table, and gazing out the window.




Things you don’t like . . . sitting/lying on your own for more than 10 minutes, car rides.


Things you are not sure of . . . the bottle.  We have made two attempts to feed you with a bottle and so far you are lukewarm on the idea.

You are sleeping 3 and 4 hour stretches at night!! ¬†You prefer to sleep on top of me, but seem to be getting more accustomed to sleeping in your bassinet. ¬†We may have to move you to your crib soon because big brother is rather jealous that you get to sleep in mommy’s room and sometimes even in mommy’s bed. ¬†Let’s just say that we’ve had many a night with 4 humans and one dog in our room and that is not working.




We’ve been out and about for a while now. ¬†You’ve already been to happy hour, the county fair, and six flags Discovery Kingdom. ¬†You slept through all of it!


You are bright eyed, starting to smile, and full of coos and grunts. ¬†We simply adore you and can’t wait to get to know you more!