Moving On

Emma is 18 months old now. Very hard to believe. Monday I took her to see Dr. AB for her check up and flu shot. As usual she cried the whole time we were in the exam room and when Dr. AB touched Emma to do the physical exam, Emma cried out between her sobs, “ALL DONE!” It was sad and cute all at the same time. And as we were walking down the hall to leave, she said loudly between sobs, “BYE-BYE!” She’s doing great, is in the 25 to 50 percentile for weight and 50th percentile for height. Her head is still small but it has always been small. Steady growth! If you ask me she’s a little short and fat but I love it, I couldn’t picture her any other way – just cute cute cute. We don’t go back to the Dr. until she’s 2 – we have been going every three months so it will be weird . . . although I’m sure we’ll be back for some cold or something . . . we always are!

We went to our second Kindermusic class on Wednesday. Emma loves it. I think she loves it too much! Is that possible? When it is time to put away the instruments she cries and when we stop one fun thing (because we are getting ready to do another fun thing) she gets upset. She doesn’t understand yet that the fun just keeps going on and on!

Wednesday – the day we moved. Susan and Chas came over to help us move. We moved most of the clothes and all the kitchen things except for the food. That took most of the day! Then Ghee and Pop-Pop and Joe came and Chucky got off work. Some of Chucky’s friends helped and in a few hours we were officially living at the new house. Boxes were everywhere and I couldn’t find my clothes but we were in! We brought the dogs over around 7:30 that night and they have been ok. The cat came over around 10:00 and she is still acting strange. She won’t go outside so we are back to the disgusting litter box. And it’s in our bathroom to try to keep the dogs out of it. What a pain. These animals own us. I still haven’t found a good place for the cat food (it’s on top of the dryer now). I need a place that she can go but the dogs can’t. I need my baby gate! Oh and about the new washer and dryer. Strange and loud. Thank goodness there is a door that separates the laundry room and the kitchen. All these buttons and beeps . . . I’ll figure it out later. Now I just throw things in there and hope for the best. Already had to throw one quilt out and almost had a soap overflow.

Sunday we got some stuff done! Real progress! All thanks to Amy, Chucky’s sister. She and Maggie came over and while Emma slept we got the dining room organized, a few things in the garage organized and made piles for thrift shop and for sale. After lunch, Nannie came over to play with Emma while we worked some more. We got the office organized which was my biggest headache, so I am really happy. We got the bed in the guest room made up and all my fall decorations out. Amy is like a whirlwind, just zipping through boxes and placing things where they go and washing this and trashing this and piling that. I think she could make a real good living off of this skill! Thank you Amy, for the help and your time and for just getting it done.

Emma says: “I’m silly!, rain, go!, frog, ear, eye, teeth, phone, sock, that"

Either she wants to move . . . or she doesn't . . .