It's my birthday, so I have to get back to the festivities (we just got home from the library and have a stack of new books to read over...and over...and over), but I'd like to briefly update all of you on how we're doing.
- We are still living in the furnished apartment provided by our relocation package. Our thirty days are up at the end of this week but we are waiting to hear if they will let us stay longer. We were waiting until the last possible moment to see if we would have some news on the new house, but nada. Don't worry, we have a several options on the table if they can't let us stay here.
- I have lost my camera battery charger, which is the #1 reason why there hasn't been any posting going on at all. I've looked and looked, but finally gave up and ordered a new one last night. Picture-taking and posting will start up again ASAP.
- Blake is crawling like a fiend. Wow, can she go fast! We have to grab her quick whenever someone's going in or out the front door, because, no joke, she'll try to escape. And the poor girl, it took her two weeks to figure out the layout of this apartment on her own. Until then, she would sit and cry if she was left in a room all alone.
- Hollie. Oh, my three-year old. She picks out her own outfits now (it is not open to suggestion), and boy, some of them are doozies. Pictures to come.
- On a related note, one night about a week ago she refused to put on her "bedtime underwear" (aka Pull-Up), and insisted on wearing her regular underwear to bed. Of course, we let her. She was probably ready for this transition months ago, but with holidays and the big move coming up, we waited. She has been waking up to use the potty nearly every night right from the start, and staying dry til the morning about five of every seven nights. Using the Pull-Ups was really just for my convenience, for the sake of doing less laundry. So, last week Hollie took the reins away and decided on her own that she was ready, and hasn't looked back. I think in the last week I've had to wash the sheets maybe twice, so she's really not doing any better or worse.
- We took her to her first gymnastics class last week. I just felt so bad that she hadn't gotten any good interaction with kids her own age (aside from the playground) in over a month. This class was only for the kids - parents could watch from the sidelines. This is the first time we've taken this kind of class and I really had no idea how Hollie would do. I won't lie - it was hilarious. Her class had five kids, aged three to five, and one teacher, who was quite a bit younger than me. She tried and tried to keep the kids attention, but with other classes going on, and the older kids using the big balance beam and parallel bars, it was a real struggle! Many of the things she did were simple and fun enough for them...hopping along a row of spots on the floor, crawling through a tunnel...but every few moments one or two kids would just go wandering away, before being called and herded back to the group. The very last thing they did was jump in the foam pit. I though Hollie would jump right in, because the pit had been the obvious aim of her wandering at least twice earlier in the class She watched all the other kids just in one at a time, but when she got up to the edge, she gave it some thought...sat down, and carefully climbed in to join them.
- Daniel brought home Ivar's fish and chips for my birthday lunch.
That's all. Okay, not so brief.
Can't wait until my charger gets here and I can start taking pictures again.
Until next time!
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