James realized this past week what it actually means that we are moving. And he started bawling. And then I started bawling. We are sad. But James already has a best friend in the Bay Area, his cousin Aiden, so he will be taken good care of. Plus he’s already got a preschool co-op ready to go, too, so I think he’ll really love it once we are there. If anything, we will get much closer as a family because we’ll at least have each other out there.
Charlie is officially crawling! And he loves to say the word ‘duck.’ He’s got 8 teeth, going on 10 (teething!!!!!!) and has been sick with hand, foot and mouth (again) this past week. He has been mis-er-a-ble. So we’ve all been miserable, really. Luckily the rash has been minimal, except down his throat. That’s rough. Luckily he’s still eating a little and wetting his diap, so no worries there. And he’s been feeling better today, so I think we’re on the upswing. I’m just glad we avoided sickness for three weeks straight while we were having one vacation after another. Oh, wait. I ended up in the E.R. on the way home from Sun Valley. I forgot about that. I’ll share that story another time.