Tom actually spent a good part of the day at the house, after taking over a few things that we don't need for tonight, and that won't all fit in the car along with everything else that's still here. The A/C is doing its job, and the fridge is up-and-running, though it now needs to be filled back up again. The freezer appears to have a bit of a funk, unfortunately, but I'm hoping that a bit of vinegar or bleach will clear that up. If not, we may have one more large expense to follow the purchase of our home. The first will be getting a bunch of electrical stuff done (as if we haven't had to do enough already), which, according to the estimate, promises to be as costly as I feared it might be. A bonus of living in a 60-year old home, I suppose.
Today wasn't the greatest of days. Michael got a lot of naptime logged, for which I am thankful, but each time required the use of a living, breathing, body. Mima took the first two shifts, and I took the last. I tried to enjoy it, but I couldn't today. All I could do was worry about how I am going to give each child the attention and one-on-one time that they need and crave when there's just me to go around. And Tom, when he's not working.
Almost as if she senses big change coming again, Abby was a little "off" today, too. She woke up from her nap on the wrong side of the pack n' play and was cranky and clingy until bath time. The bath, which was the first she's shared with her brother (made possible by Mima's presence and ingenuity), I let go on for a good, long, time, and I had a little angel baby in my arms by bedtime. In fact, she looked so sleepy as I dried her off that we went directly from fresh new pajamas to the pack n' play, and skipped the story, without complaint.
It was one of those days, and I was busy with wet hands and wet babies, so I didn't take any bath pictures.
But I did snap one of the two deer that wandered onto my parents' lawn just before lunch. Unfortunately, I didn't get the camera out until they were across the street, but moment still = recorded for posterity.
Abby got a huge kick out of the whole thing.
And, despite her mood, the day was not bereft of some precious moments. I finally got her to finish the "daddies on the bus" verse from The Wheels on the Bus (her current favorite song) for me, and it was the most precious "I love you" that I have ever heard. (Because the daddies on the bus say, "I love you"- apparently, the mommies simply say, "Shh Shh Shh.") Of course, the one to beat that will be the one she says because she means it.
She also brought up another favorite verse of hers at dinner- the driver on the bus. She did the hand motion and chanted, "Moof on-back!" Then, when we sang it in response, she proudly announced, "driver!" She got a big round of applause for that one.
The Panasonic was the closest camera at-hand when the deer appeared on the lawn, so I used it to take the above picture. I found a few others on the SD card when it was time to upload, including this one of Michael that Mei Mei took a couple of days ago.
Oh, if only I had Photoshop. I could totally work in a little electric guitar between his tiny arms.
Signing out from Rockville. God willing, you'll hear from me again back in Good 'Ole Virginny.
