- we bought a van!!! Honestly, I don't get why people are so ashamed of vans. They are so darn useful, and I don't have anything to prove by proclaiming I'm a mom. I'm not trying to hide that fact, and I am so very very grateful for my child(ren!) and to NEED a van. Because it's become a need. We literally cannot fit a carseat behind Matt's seat, because he can't pull forward at all, he's so tall, and we are unwilling to fill an entire trunk with a double stroller. So we bought a van! $4700 off of kijiji, a Ford Windstar with (get this) a built-in VCR player and screen! Hahahaha...maybe we can convert it. But there's tons of space for a stroller, it's comfy, tinted windows, cruise control, and 4 captain seats. Plus all these other bonuses that I hoped for but knew I wouldn't demand, like remote entry, remote start, the fact that it's not a dark colour, and yes, even the vcr. Because I think we can figure something out and make it a dvd player instead.
- Jon and Justine's wedding last night? So much fun! I knew so many people there, and only had trouble saying hi to all of my loved ones before we had to go. We couldn't stay long, as it was a 1.5-hour drive away, and we had to get back to our babysitter, but still. It was a blast, and I wish we could have stayed longer.
- Aaron and Rachelle are moving back to our city. I feel like that needs exclamation marks, but at the same time, I'm sad for them, that Aaron didn't get to transfer to the other university he wanted to, and that they have to move, especially when it means moving away from Rachelle's family, as I know she's really close with them. So, no exclamation marks, although I will allow myself to be excited about it for my own reasons. 1) Elijah and Terrah will be in nursery together, and I like that. 2) They'll be close by and can hang out more. We've missed spending time with them. 3) I just like seeing them! Like, at church on Sunday, at mom and dad's, etc. I was about to say, "It's like they're family!" but then I remembered that they ARE family! Which is nice, because sometimes one does not get on well with their family.
- We're taking over the downstairs in a week or two! Dad is going to fix the hole in the wall next week, then we need to give the place a good, thorough cleaning, and we're in! I'll be so relieved to be down there. I admit, it'll be sad that all of our stuff and little world won't be at our fingertips, because that's a big advantage to a small apartment. Also, I'll have to come to terms with doing the stairs more often. But...Elijah has started trying to climb on the bench, and I'm so so SO worried that one day he will, and then it'll be the table, and then he'll go over the ledge and land on the stairs, and fall down the rest of them, and...I just can't think about it anymore. I'm also excited because, once we move our furniture downstairs, there'll be room to set up Baby Girl's furniture in the other room, and I can start preparing for her! I have almost everything I need, I just haven't done a thing with it all. I have boxes of clothes to wash and sort. A dresser to fill. A crib to pick up. A mattress to buy. A bow-board to hang. Boxes of baby stuff in storage to dig out (with things like the toys, bumbo, bathtub, carseat, etc in them.) And in addition to those little things, I want to make 3 more blankets, 2 nursing covers, and try my hand at sewing up a peanut shell sling. Lots to do, and I really, actually, miraculously am running out of time! Less than 2 months until my due date!
Okay, I think that's it for bullets. Oh, except for some fun Elijah bullets:
- He signs "more" when he wants more food, waves bye-bye consistently, blows kisses, can point to his nose, folds his arms to pray, and just recently started holding his hands out to the side as if to say, "Where is it?" I LOVE IT!
- He puts his own crocs on
- He is utterly rejecting eggs, chicken, pork...everything protein-y except for top-grade steak. He'll eat that any day! He is so truly his father's son!
- He is a master of destruction, and glories in pulling things apart and throwing them on the floor. I'm working on getting him to help me clean up, but it's a (slow) work in progress...
- He loves to brush his teeth. Cutest thing ever.
Aaaand there's more, but my eyes are falling asleep, and this isn't even the post that I signed on to the computer to write! Gah...
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