A picture is worth a thousand words...

but unfortunately, I didn't have the heart (or the time) to take one.

The first missed photo-op was today on the playground. I was talking to other moms, and all of a sudden, it dawned on me that I didn't see Miller. I stopped and looked, and I didn't see her. I walked around the other side of the play structure, and there was my baby girl....her little hands gripping two high bars for dear life as her body dangled from the top of the play structure. She didn't muster a sound, as I'm sure all her energy went into holding on. I'm not sure how she got in that position, but if she had let go, she would have fallen a few feet. Not enough to get seriously hurt, but far enough to feel like she was really really high in a two year old's mind. I'm sure she didn't do it on purpose, but she sure as heck wasn't going to let herself fall, either. I sprinted to her and rescued her, and she broke down in tears. I have no idea how long she had been hanging, but we were both so thankful I found her just in time. (if it hadn't been so scary for her, it would have been a great picture)

Second missed photo-op:

We've (or maybe I've) been bragging about Miller's wonderful transition to the big girl bed. "She doesn't get out", "She stays in bed", "she's so trustworthy" etc. etc.

Usually, before we go to bed, one of us will go in there to check on her. Often, her head is at the bottom of the bed, her feet are towards the pillow, and there's a book buried somewhere. So we flip here around, tuck her in, and get her bears and binkie within reaching distance.

Tonight, as we were watching TV, we decided to check on her early because she was coughing and whining a little bit. When I went in there, I could not believe my eyes. There were books scattered all over her floor. And Miller, poor sweet coughing Miller, was sprawled out face down on the hardwood floor snoozing away with books all around her.

This could be the beginning of the end. She got out of bed AFTER we tucked her in. And she didn't tell us. And she was quiet as a mouse. T.R.O.U.B.L.E.

We're here and Easter pics

We're in the new house! Hurray! We've been here for 2 weeks, and we're mostly unpacked (but just not decorated). We had planned a nice move-in weekend where the kids would stay with Nan and Pop while we unloaded, but wouldn't you know, Colby came down with the stomach flu the night we moved out of our house. He hadn't thrown up since he was 2 1/2, so this was some crazy timing. He ended up staying with Lee in Richmond while I dealt with the movers and unpackers. Unfortunately, things got worse before they got better, and he spent a night in the hospital getting an IV and some anti nausea medicine. After 4 days in Richmond, the rest of the family came back to join me at the house.

Other than that, the transition has been pretty smooth and we are loving our new town.

Miller is now sleeping in a big girl bed



Both Miller and Colby are enjoying their new school, and there are lots of kids their age in the neighborhood.

Today is Easter, and the candy really put the kids in the mood for a photo shoot. Nan, Pop, and Peepie Miller also came for brunch and we all had a great time visiting.

Here are some of the Easter photo highlights.

Goodbyes

Wow, so when you've gone this long without posting, is there even a point in saying "We're moving in 2 days"? Well, we're moving in 2 days. I've been feeling a lot of things: happy, sad, excited, stressed....I guess that's all normal. The packers started today, and they will finish and begin loading the truck tomorrow. It's really happening. I can't believe it. The house wasn't finished as of yesterday, so they are busting their butts trying to get it ready for us.

Colby and Miller are excited about the move, especially because they've been told they will have some new toys at the house. I'm feeling sad for Colby because he has a lot of good friends here, and it makes me very sad to see him to say goodbye to them. His friend and neighbor Megan, who he spends most of his time with these days, wrote him this letter today:

Dear Colby,

I will come over soon. I will miss you. I hope you like your new house. I will miss you. I love you. I'm going to marry you. I want to see you soon.

Love, Megan