New Home

We closed on our house Friday, getting ready to move from the apartment Kate was born in and Jack became Jack in. After closing, we gathered the kids from Aunt Cathy's and headed over.

Jack cruised right through the house and out into the back yard. "This big back yard is ALL OURS?" he said, thrilled. Yep. They both ran around a bit. Kate faceplanted at one point. Got up without tears. "Oops," she said.

They loved the back deck. They went up and down the stairs, up and down. Good practice I think.

Kate's room has stars on the ceiling. She LOVES them.

The basement steps seem a little steep. As I write this, Emily says, "Kate just body surfed down the final four steps. I think she found something she enjoys."

Yesterday we moved in. When the movers had gone, the kids were brought back over by helpful relatives. They immediately ran into their respective rooms and jumped on beds, happily.

They were up way too late last night.

This morning, Jack came in around 4. "I'm cold but can't find long pajamas." And 5. "I accidentally turned on Daddy's clock radio (his was still packed) and can't turn it off." And 5:45. "My foot itches."

We got up early on Father's Day.