Yesterday Annelise came home from her grandma's (his parents) house. It's funny because it's almost like I don't miss her until she gets back...? Is that a bad thing to say? I guess my life is so busy and nuts with or without her here, that I tend to not notice much when she's gone... Actually, I do, I just don't know how to word this without sounding like some God-awful woman who hates her child... even though I absolutely DO NOT.... On to something else.

It's like, when she comes BACK from spending the weekend over there (or anywhere), she seems so much BIGGER, and knows how to do so much more stuff. Maybe I don't notice she's doing it before she leaves and tend to notice when she comes back because she hasn't been around for two days.

She's starting to squeal and (believe it or not) sit up on her own. We'll put her in her little bouncy chair (the one featured in this blog previously) and she'll crunch up like she's doing sit-ups to get to her hand instead of bringing her hand to her sometimes.

What else? Oh. She came home and his mom put her in her crib and I guess she had a nightmare or something. You can always tell when they're crying because they want something and when they're crying when they've been scared...

She's rapidly out growing her 0-3 month clothing, although some of it still fits and I, mistakenly, have been buying 6-9 month clothing (because they're so cute!) instead of 3-6 month clothing.... don't get me wrong, she has some, but not a whole lot. I remember the first "installment" shall we say that was sent down by Kim and Cath and man oh man... I'll put up a picture after this post. I stacked it all up as soon as I got it all out and took a picture. W-O-W! But I don't think there's but a few pieces she hasn't worn. I'm trying to get to all of them lol.

Work is okay. That's it. Just "okay" nothing more. Still demanding and I have some kind of fluid build up in my left ear so I can hardly hear a thing out of it.

Hmmm... something that's bothering me about Felix, though. His boss (well, not really... the property manager) called him when he was on lunch the other day... at home... to help her move her boxes of stuff in to her apartment (which is in front of and beside us in this building). So he got right up and went and did it. What? You're at home spending time with your family and you just jump up and help some one move boxes into their house? Also... the make ready on OUR apartment STILL isn't done and he has to finish hers first... Every place we've moved we've had to do our OWN make ready. It hardly seems fair that I STILL don't have cabinets and drawers in my kitchen and bathroom but because she's moving in NOW it all has to be done for her first.

Maybe I'm over reacting...

Anyway, I need to get back to laundry, we have a whole closet full that needed to be done about six months ago. Moving from place to place I didn't know what was clean and what was dirty, so we have to do them ALL!

Anyway, see you guys around.