Lots going on around here, hence the lack of posts. Heck, who do I think I’m kidding? If I post twice a month it’s a wonder!
The closing got bumped up to the 27th, because one of the family members for the other side couldn’t be there earlier. So this coming Wednesday we’ll be homeowners. Liam will go to his beloved Anna’s, aka his sitter, for a couple hours, rather than have to sit still in a notaire’s office on his birthday. Coincidentally, it’s his sitter’s daughter’s birthday as well, so she’s throwing them a joint birthday party!
The movers come to pack up our belongings on the fifth and sixth, then move us into the new house on the seventh. Pretty quick, eh? We didn’t want to continue paying rent and a mortgage any longer than necessary. It will be a couple months before we’re completely set up, pictures in place et al. But we’ll have the hardest part behind us.
We return the house in Harmignies to our landlord on the 14th. I’m excited to move and to live in our very own house, after so many years of renting, but we’ll miss this place. This is the only home our boys have ever known.
As far as contact info, our telephone numbers will remain the same, as will our APO address. Our Belgian address we’ll release to the select few of you that care to have it.
Harry’s face is no better, no worse. Just when I think it’s clearing up, he starts scratching at it and it’s inflamed once more. But he’s a happy, giggling boy nonetheless. I just moved him into 6-9 month clothing — just like Liam, his legs are outgrowing his clothing far before he reaches the weight requirements. FYI, Grandmas — when Liam was in 9-12 month sizes, it was winter. For Harry it will be the height of summer, so keep your eyes open for garage sales selling boys t-shirts, rompers, or short-sleeved onesies in that size.
Liam’s pretty excited about his upcoming birthday. He “gets it” this year, and is probably expecting much more of an event than Jesse and I are planning to make of it. Luckily, the party at Anna’s takes some of the pressure off of us. I’m making him a cake and he’ll get a few presents from us and the grandparents. And a house. Come on, what more could you ask for?
That’s about it. The house is in a state of controlled-chaos, as we try to get ready for the move. Liam wants to say goodbye. What, you want pictures? Well, I’m working on the wrong computer to give you that. I’ll try and post some pics in the next day or two, but don’t expect any commentary. I’m a busy mom.
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