Worst part of the last 10 days - moving
Best part of the last 10 days - moving
Moving is such a huge pain (moving with two toddlers amplifies the pain) and carries so many emotions but we are very happy to be settled into our new place a half mile from my work. My commute is awesome and Debbi even brought the kids to eat lunch with me at my office today. :-) Pictures later of the new place.
The kids got more fast food during the move than the rest of their entire lives combined.
Most painful part of the last 10 days - colds, bacterial-based cough, virus-based cough, ear infections, pink eye (all of us) and one sinus infection. CAN WE PLEASE GET A BREAK?!?!? Everyone within 100 yard radius of my family please use lots of Purell. No pictures, use your imagination. If you have ever held a 2-year-old with a cold, cough, runnynose, ear infection and pink eye at the same time (read: lots of gross bodily fluids), you know why we spent a few days doing lots of laundry. Luckily we have become good friends with the pharmacist at the CVS down the road and have doctors who have prescribed a variety of drugs for our whole family. Some even by phone without having to visit again and again and again. We are on the mend.
Most fun part of the last 10 days - a 5-day visit from my dear friend Jen. I miss you! We had a great time together and the kids loved their time with Jen. I am a pretty lucky lady to have so many friends and family that love me and give me tons of support including visits. I just wish everyone could live a lot closer!
Other visiting excitement: Getting to meet 6 members of Debbi's family in the past 10 days. No wonder she is such an awesome young woman - she has an awesome family! Even her 2 1/2 year old sister, Thalia, came to visit. JD & Maia had a great time playing with their new friend and have logged some serious beach time with all their new friends lately. I am really jealous of their beautiful tans that make me look very very white.
Saddest part of the past 10 days: I have been "Mama" since the kids started talking and Maia has decided I am now "MOM". The more I try to get her to say Mama the more she insists on MOM. We sound like teenage girls fighting: Maia: "MOM!" Me: "Mama" Maia: "MOM!" Me: 'My name is Mama. MAMA." Maia: "MOM! MOM! MOM!" Me: "Mama. Please?" Maia with big grin on face: "M-O-MMMMMM."