Let me tell you about my favorite pair of shoes.
and the world, with me. I had fun going through some old pictures this morning, looking for my red shoes. Climbing trees in Chile, spring of 2008
Big hair. Ouch.
Apple picking in Indiana with my friend Jamie, fall of 2008
Palace of Versailles, France, with Josh, my mom, and my brother, Ben, summer of 2009
Waterfalls in Oregon, fall of 2009
New York City, winter of 2010
Such a cold, cold day.
Washington D.C. with my friends Jamie and DeeDee, spring of 2010
Baby Noah? You're looking the wrong way.
Hocking Hills, Ohio, spring of 2010
Bergen, Norway, summer of 2010
Tallin, Estonia, summer of 2010
St. Petersburg, Russia, summer of 2010
Yes, I was pregnant in that picture. Yes, I do realize it is unflattering. Yes, this is why you haven't seen this pic before.
Olso, Norway, summer of 2010
For a new pair. Or perhaps these? Help me choose! When I originally thought of this random little blog post, I had planned to end it there. But oh. my. word. Looking through these pictures. Remembering all of those moments. I'm struck with renewed thankfulness that we've had so many opportunities to travel. We so enjoy exploring new places and discovering new things. And we've been ever so blessed to partake in our favorite hobby so often over these last few years. It's humbling. Thank you, Jesus. For enabling us to go so many places. And for my red shoes.