Where are we?

Well, we are crazy busy. Packing, getting ready to move. Realizing how much junk we have. Swearing we'll never move again. We'll never collect this much junk again. But can I bring myself to throw out those felted sweaters or all the granny squares I crocheted a few years ago? Of course not!

Sunday is D-Day. I promise pictures very soon.

Oh, and cutting two teeth. Teeth numbers 7 & 8. Teeth that have taken almost 3 weeks to arrive. One is in, the other is halfway through but continuing to torture all.

12 more to go...12 more to go...

At the current rate of teething that should only add up to 150 more sleepless nights.

A cakewalk. Yep.