I know it's been a while but I've got a million and one excuses. Starting with - I've been PACKING TO MOVE!!! We are all set to close (on the sale of our current house) on Friday. We've secured an apartment to move into in the meantime and we will most likely build a house. I naively thought packing wouldn't be too bad because when we listed the house we went through every. single. room. in the house and took cars full of stuff to Goodwill. We've sold a ton of things on Craigslist. And still, in spite of the fact that N brought home literally a car full of flattened boxes, we are nearly out of boxes. And we are not finished packing. Seriously, where did all this stuff come from??? I know it will get done and I appreciate both sets of our parents for being willing to help us with the packing and moving.
So, we have all this packing to finish since we are moving Thursday (that's day after tomorrow if you're counting). Instead of packing here's what I've been doing today:
- Getting a mani/pedi (my nails are now painted "asphalt" gray and I LOVE them).
- Spending too much time (and money) in Target under the guise of looking for the last piece of the little man's Halloween costume (I got new boots - yay!).
- Spending more money in Old Navy for the same reason as #2 above.
- Buying Christmas presents. So we have more stuff to move.
- Drinking obscene amounts of coffee.
- Eating ice cream straight from the carton (don't judge me - we have no bowls, there was only a scoop and a half left in there, and I AM A GROWN UP AND CAN EAT IT FROM THE CARTON IF I WANT TO!!!).
The little man had a 15 month birthday. He is sort of walking. The most he's walked w/out hanging on to anything is about 6 or 7 steps and that has only been a few times. Most times he's content to cruise around the furniture or hang onto our fingers. And that's fine. He'll get there. He's also starting to try to repeat a LOT of what we say. We have to be VERY careful. He's also developed a fake cry. He will sound like he's really crying until right before he takes a breath and then his voice goes up like he's questioning whether he's really crying. It's pretty hilarious. He "talks" constantly and looks at you like you should really know exactly what he's saying. It's very cute. He says "Oh yeah" and "OK" over and over, he has said "blueberry", even enunciating the "bl" sound (which I was impressed with at first and now has evolved into him walking around all day saying "blah blah blah blah blah"). He knows the things he's not supposed to touch - doesn't mean he won't walk over to it and look at you, shake his head "no" and touch it anyway, but at least he's aware he's not supposed to. He has also learned the word "no". Small wonder that wasn't his FIRST word, as often as I feel like I say it to him.
Bathtime - Daddy was singing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" and he was just in awe:
Playing around with the camera:
I think he looks like such a big boy here. So grown up. And so tired of mom taking pictures of him all the time. :)
Hope you're all having a fabulous week. Looking forward to cooler weather, fun plans with friends this weekend, and getting settled in our new (even if temporary) space.