Hurry up and wait. That feels like all we've done for the last few months. Fortunately, I think we're finally in the home stretch (no pun intended) to getting into the new house. We can't wait to get in there and just start living!
Baby Rhys continues to just amaze me every day. Lately he's been getting 4 molars in at the same time. That makes for a cranky baby. He's done really well, though. I would probably not be so good. That's not to say he's been an angel. He whacked me in the head the other night with two different toys. The first one was a toy spatula and didn't hurt. The next one was big, hard, and spikey. I might be exaggerating a bit, but not really! I still have the scar!