We have now made it one physical step of the way to our new home. Our beloved townhome in Oak Park is sold and gone. This evening, I (Joe) am typing this entry from a temporary apartment kindly provided to us for a few weeks by my previous landlord, as a favor. Our new home in Carbondale is now all set to close, and a date and time have been officially set as of today, which is great news, since we (well, I) have to be there in a few weeks, no matter what. We are making the best of our time here in the apartment (which has been kind of fun, honestly, since we have so little stuff to maintain - I am blogging from a camp chair with my feet on the "coffee table," which is an igloo cooler), but are getting excited about our new home down south.
Some recent pictures:
Chloe rests her chin on Calla
One nice thing about the apartment: We get cagey so we go do more things. Here are K and C at the Brookfield Zoo (in foreground). Heh.
Happy Birthday, Calla! Calla is 1yr old today. Wow. It sure doesn't seem like an entire year has passed. Calla sure has changed a lot since the first time I met her. She weighs 22.6lbs now and is nearly walking, as you will see in the video below.
OK, Kathy is going to type some!
Joe and I both woke up this morning at 4:15, looked around and realized that one year ago today, we were meeting our daughter for the first time. We had a moment for about 30 seconds, and then fell back asleep... something we didn't do much of a year ago. Not only has Calla changed a lot in one year, but so have we. For one, Chloe has learned that she can directly benefit from Calla's meal times. For another, we've learned to appreciate how fast a crawling/cruising/nearly walking baby can move when she's got her eye on something. You think she's playing quietly, turn around to get a cup of coffee, and bam - she's playing in the cat's water bowl, or climbing up the top step. Keeps life exciting, I guess.
Calla had no idea, of course, why Mom and Dad sang a crazy song to her this morning in her crib, or why she keeps getting things with tissue paper handed to her. But the tissue paper is fun, and so is singing, so why ask why? Here's to another crazy 12 months, Calla Grace, filled with lots more changes for all of us!
