sweet face in a sea of chaos

Things are pretty crazy right now-- dad and I are preparing to move you to a new apartment after two weeks/ 3 years of battling this apartment. The last straw was flying termites all over your room and then ours. We stayed in hotels three nights over the course of a week in order to have some AC relief, no termites and a mental vacation. Our landlord has been less than sympathetic- only seeing how this situation could affect him. Basically, we have decided that we want to move to AZ, but have asked God to show us whether or not we are supposed to stay in the current apartment or to go to a new one with a dishwasher and washer/dryer, etc until we get an AZ job. God answered that prayer and question as clearly as He could this past week. We are moving to an apartment in San Juan Capistrano. This is also where we both work so that is good but I will still have to drive you to San Clemente to your day care situations.

Which reminds me of the cute story of the day. Your dad decided to put a fake tattoo on your forearm of a scrape or cuts from a pack of pirate tattoos. Then, you went to daycare with it and I had to explain to Lisa that you do not have a cut but a fake tattoo. During the day today, she looked up to see her own son, Slater age 2, carefully placing a bandaid on your fake tattoo of a cut. His sweet little baby mind conceptualized that you were hurt and hurts need bandaids. That must have made her heart flutter with love because it did that for me to know you are loved where you are when you are away from me.

Also, you got two more vaccines today- like a champ. Mom did not even cry at all today, thank you very much. You are 15 pounds 7 ounces today!!!! You have more than doubled in size on just my milk!!!! That amazes me. This past weekend was the parents weekend at my work Casa de Amma- there were about 100 people and every one of them gushed over your cuteness at some point, got up in your face, tugged on your feet, touched your hair and made faces at you. You were an absolute doll the entire time- it was great.

Anyway- this weekend will be the beginning of moving to a new apartment. It makes me sad that we will never again live in the apartment that we first brought you to. But everything else about the move makes me excited.

Thank you for your sweet disposition, all your giggling and wiggling. You are loved.