Been awhile, so of course my ramblings will be more disjointed than usual. Synapses continue to fire slowly in unpredictable fashion as the hot weather continues, for which I apologize. Poor Kirsi is so miserable in the heat, but we do need to leave the house sometimes.
Our darling daughter is growing magnificently - taller anyway, although she's still very slow on the weight gain. She is rolling over on a regular basis, front to back. She can get from her back to her side, but not quite all the way from back to front yet, and thank Heaven for that. Rolling baby stage not far away... Let the baby-proofing begin!
Kirsi has developed an intense interest in toys, and is always thrilled to get a new one. I found a box of Jim's baby toys in the shed for her, and can't stop myself from buying her new little things now and again. Blessed are the thrift stores. Her current favorite is her new teething elephant, and her stuffed monster is still coming in a close second.
While I've been furtively praying that Kirsi doesn't get teeth, one of my wisdom teeth has decided to make a painful break for it. I know I'll have to get it removed, but I'm hoping I can put it off for awhile until Kirsi isn't nursing (as much) and we have a little money to pay for it.
Chris' parents came up to visit for two weeks and we had a blast with them! Jim romped and played with Grammy Liz while Kirsi happily snuggled and giggled with Grampa Mike. It was so sweet, and so wonderful for the kids to spend time with their island grandparents.
I've been spending tons of time feeding Carole's horses this month. I've seen more wildlife there in the last four weeks than I have in years - a couple of days ago I even saw a bear - ADORABLE - which of course ran off before I could get the camera out.
Tee-ball is over, and now that he's had some time away from the experience, Jimmy says he loved it and wants to do it again next year. His last game was rained out, but he got a participation trophy and a free ice cream cone so he didn't care much. Kindergarten starts in ten days, and I'm a wreck. Jimmy is still rarin' to go, and I'm trying hard not to communicate my fears to him. Nana Shide'h bought him his back-pack and supplies, so he's all ready to go. AAA!
We talked to a real estate agent, so as soon as we feel like we're done with minor repairs we'll go on the market. Here's hoping!