POTD: You're So Vain

Alex was enamored with his own reflection (especially his tongue) looking at my magnifying mirror on Sunday.  It was pretty funny... I couldn't help but sing a little Stevie Nicks (Carly Simon?) to myself as I watched him.  "You're so vain. You probably think this is song is about you.  You're so vain."

Still plenty to do...

We are moved in, thank goodness!  Adam got a lot of small projects done around the house this weekend, and we are mostly upacked (over 75%, which I consider a win).   This week, the runners are getting installed and our bathrooms should get finished.  Woo hoo!!!

But, I thought by now there would be less on my plate in need of immediate attention.

Exhibit A.  The storm door in our backyard (with a stupid doggie door!) has broken off the hinge and needs to be replaced sooner rather than later, since cold air and um, RAIN can come through the space between it and the house.

POTD - A good excuse for rainboots

I has the kids this morning, so Lena could help Adam tonight with bath/bedtime while I'm in Salem MA (I'm giving a speech tomorrow). We were running out of diapers and waffles - toddler staples - so me and the little ones went grocery shopping.  The car was parked pretty far from the house and the boys had fun walking in the rain!  

They were amazingly well behaved in the grocery store! Yeah! Neither spent any time in the cart at all and I managed to fill it all the way up and check out without any issues.  They are getting to be big, cooperative boys!

The big move and unpack

We had many hands on deck for the move and subsequent aftermath, but not many photos chronicling the event.  Who has time to snap a bunch of pictures when all of their belongings are being hauled across town? 

On Wednesday, Mom, Lena and I finalized third floor paint colors and started moving the boys stuff into their new room while overseeing the painters and cleaners.  

Halloween Fun

Halloween came the day after our big move, which was less than ideal.  We had dropped all three kids off at the back-up daycare facility (where Oliver used to go to preschool a year ago) in the morning so we could finish moving/unpacking.  None of them were very happy with that plan, as measured by the howls and tears when I dropped them off.  I was more than a little worried about how our Halloween evening would go, since they are usually pretty exhausted after a full day of daycare.  We picked them up that afternoon and went directly to our old neighborhood to trick-or-treat with our friends as we have done the past two years.  Everyone rallied more than I had expected and we wisely called it a night while everyone was happy and upbeat (pre-sugar meltdown).