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Hey there,

I’m Kaitlyn. 25. Living on a bunch of little islands at the bottom of the world. 

All these words here are a series of lunchbox-love-notes to my daughters. Despite the pickles we find ourselves in, it always all comes down to how lucky we are to love them. You see, my best friend, my husband, and I, have two under two. Life is chaotic but beautiful.

And so this is a journal of our messy days and a highlight of the joy we find. Sometimes I document the shenanigans we get up to as a way to remember all these little life things, like our renovating and building adventure. Occasionally, I can’t help myself and I write out some rambling rants too. 

Essentially, I’m here releasing the jumble in my head in the hope that it makes someone else feel less alone.

Because it makes me feel better too.

Stay here a while, if you like. You’re always welcome.

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