Moving, moving, moving...

Well, we did it! We managed to box up everything we own and cram it into an apartment (and a small storage unit... and Annie's backyard)! To my suprise, Lauren really loved the idea of moving. She was very excited about our "new home" and moving into her "special room". There were a few stressful moments when toys were being packed - it seemed she decided to want to play with everything she saw being boxed up. I just put her to work "helping" me fill the box and then she would decide it was all okay. Apparently she also wanted to make sure we took her with us:



So, we have been in the apartment for a week now and there are still boxes to be unpacked. The dog is driving us nuts with her barking at every little noise, and the neighbors are loud - usually during nap time and at 5AM. But, there is a nice pool, gym, and playground. The floorplan is good, three bedroom, two bath, and a den. Our den, which will be a storage room, is currently unorganized chaos. We are getting there, but it takes a lot longer to unpack when you have two small children to take care of! I used to LOVE moving - I saw it as a chance to get all organized and purge all the useless junk we accumulate. With kids, I can now see why most people view moving as one thing and one thing only - stressful. And to think, we are hoping to be moving again in as soon as three months!!! Yikes! In the meantime, we are trying to make this place home without putting too many holes in the wall. ;o)


Paige is officially a finger sucker. Blah. She can often be found with them in her mouth as she gets tired. I almost always hear that dreaded sucking sound from the backseat. She is still not interested in pacifiers - but I just keep on trying. Wishful thinking, I'm sure.