Tidbits

Some VERY RANDOM thoughts somewhat related to this weekend:

1. We have a contract on the house! AHHHH! It's official: we're closing July 1, but we are moving in 3 weeks!!

2. I haven't had time to pack because I've been (a) enjoying my family and (b) working this weekend!! AHHHH!!! We're moving in 3 weeks!!

3. We need to find a home for our little Nino. Condo association has a no-pet policy. Anyone looking to adopt a cat?? AHHH!!! We're moving in 3 weeks!

4. Eden started singing a new (to us) song this weekend (to the tune of that B-I-N-G-O song about the dog): "I have a friend that we all know, and "We-ah" is her na-ame. Jump! Jump! We-ah! Jump! Jump! We-ah! Jump! Jump! We-ah! We're glad you came today!" She clearly learned it at daycare, because at first all the names were her friends from there. But it expanded to include our family, and I got a video on my phone of her singing it about Leah. It is incredibly cute and so grown up I can hardly stand it. My baby is almost three. (Actually, she turns three on the 15th, and then we're having her birthday party in just under 2 weeks, which will be awesome but takes out another day of packing - and did I mention we're moving in 3 weeks? AHHH!!)

5. We bought our first large appliances this weekend (washer and dryer). For some reason this freaks me out a little bit. (Maybe because? We're moving in 3 weeks! AHHHH!!!!)

6. I'm getting a cold. Actually I have a cold. Thought it was allergies (which I have been battling this spring but, weirdly, I did not have problems with until Miss Leah came along...?) but now I'm pretty convinced that cute little toddler brought home more than just songs from daycare. This is a TERRIBLE week to have a cold: an important meeting, a very important hearing, a deal closing, and about five or six other work-related things that are going to make sure I see very little of my bed. :( (Plus, you know, I need to start PACKING). Oh, such is life.

7. Despite having to work this weekend, still managed to spend a lot of time together with my 3 favorite people, including dinner tonight at my favorite restaurant in Harvard Square (oh, how I love Border Cafe... even if I do smell like it for forever afterwards...). Eden wanted to stop for ice cream too but somehow convinced herself that the scoop of sour cream on Daddy's plate was ice cream, and he gave her a couple of bites and she was happy. Weird kid. :)

That is all. :) Going to feed a baby and go to bed now. :)