Last week we hosted the most precious honeymooners in the history of ever.  

Sophie (who I’ve blogged about a hundred times) and her HUSBAND George live in Sydney, Austrailia but came to honeymoon across the south, and ending in the Keys. 

Sophie was actually one of the first blogs I ever read – what, 5 years ago?!  

Back then: She was living in Nottingham, UK while George was in school – and JB and I were in Basel, Switzerland.  Sophie and I had a lot of time on our hands – and so we blogged, and wrote each other real tangible letters, and we kept in touch, always.  I’ve always felt this kinship toward Sophie – like if I had a daughter I’d want her to be just like her.  Also like she was meant to be one of my younger sisters.  But we never met… until last Thursday. 

I kept semi freaking JB out by how excited I was.  The whole week I had a stupid smile on my face, and kept reminding JB “guess what!!!  Sophie and George are coming!!!” .   I kept telling Tuck too – “soph soph and georgie are coming, tuck!” tuck: {stares at me}{silence}

Tuck and I were waiting for them when they pulled up – and I couldn’t help but just run out and hug them both.  Tuck of course immediately loved them.

One of my favorite things Tuck did with Soph and I was grab Soph’s knee, then push her over to my knee, grab mine and then Huuuuuug – three way hug.  That kid!  the sweetest. 

Allow me to tell you the kind of people these little loves are. … 

They brought flowers (and presents and wine!) and I was putting them in vases when mount vesuvius erupted.  Tuck was puking ev.ery!where.  I quickly rushed to clean Tuck and make sure he was all right… and said PLEASE don’t try to clean this up!  But by the time we were back and clean, Sophie and George had cleaned up my kids throw up.  Like it was no big deal at all. 

Who does that?  After meeting someone for five minutes?

  Only George and Sophie.  

The night was one of our favorites – even JB who always suspects at first I’m inviting serial killers over, was completely won over by the preciousness that is G + S.  

We stayed up way too late (which as anyone who has ever been on a bachelorette with me knows is hard to do) and gabbed until the early hours of the morning.

The next afternoon they had to head to The Breakers in Palm Beach (honeymooning is hard lol), Tuck ugly cried, and I felt like it.  Major post soph and george depression for the whole Tucker clan.  

These two are the real deal.  We are already dreaming of visiting Sydney one day and reuniting!     

be sure to check out the best cooking site of all time – what to cook tonight – which is a site Sophie runs (photographs, styles, blogs) with her father – an amazing chef.  

& Sophie’s adorable personal blog!