224 Arbor
(August 7th) It is hilarious to think that we’ve been at the new house for a week already. It was wonderful to see family and friends in action helping us out. And wow did we need it. All the happenings with Nina, Ian’s digestive issues (which we now believe to be a symptom of the stress the move itself caused, perhaps mixed in with a typical virus of some sort) and my deadlines made it impossible to know everything that needed to happen and when it would happen. Little details and some pretty big ones slipped through the cracks for all of us, and although what was left to do seemed like it could not be, the heroes around us made it possible. Grandma Marcia cleaned so much I thought her hands were going to fall off. Grandma Sue watched over Nina like a hawk and lent a hand throughout her stay, and when Ian ran around, she kept up the pace. Grampa Dave packed and packed and packed and moved and moved moved. My buddy Greg showed up to help empty pods, and everything all came together nicely. I thank all of you from the bottom of my heart!
Ian was not happy to be sleeping in the new house for a few nights, opting to sleep in his closet and a few other oddball behaviors, but he’s adapted relatively fast. Seth has been the most fantastic, he’s rolled with the punches like he was expecting the whole deal. Good kitty. If only all of us could be so flexible!
(August 12th) Melissa and I got sick from food poisoning about three nights ago, and have been sort of reeling ever since, sorry. The kids did not get it, and are fine. Grandma Barb flew up to help us unpack and clean up a bit. Nina’s appointment with the skull-doctor-measuring-guy ended with the prognosis that she’s pretty much within “normal” spec for her head shape. Sure it can look a bit goofy if you look at her head form on top, but you see, she’s not done growing. As long as she doesn’t have any other developmental issues, her skull should come into form.
Sorry this entry is short and to the point, but I’m still battling a deadline, and feeling a little iffy thanks to the aforementioned food issue.
The house itself is still taking some time to get used to. Just looking around I’m finding a lot of things I’d like to do differently. Our old house reflected our style after 8 years, so understandably this one needs a little time to grow into our lives.
