Mommy, there is crap on my sock

Symmetry - how sweet the sound it is.

So the most amazing thing about this week is not that we've totally landed on our feet, or that we found this amazing house in the 11th hour, or that its been 68-70 degrees almost every day making afternoon park time an absolute pleasure, or that we all survived a stomach bug in 24-48 hours with no permanent effects ... its that Akira signed to me that she needed her diaper changed!!! Only happened once, and then the stomach virus hit, so we'll see if she picks it up again.

I'm reminded of something my mom said more than once, and that is that she loved having kids and watching them develop, that she was on pins and needles (ok I'm paraphrasing here) waiting to find out what little person would emerge, who they would be, what they would be like, and what they would say. Akira is turning out to be a cutie-patutie!

My funniest moment (other than reading Brian's "guest blog" below, was Kieran coming into the kitchen last night and firmly labeling the wood chips and such stuck to his socks as, "Mommy, there is crap on my sock," and Brian saying "Kieran, you should say socks, not sock, because there is crap on both socks" as I diligently tried not to laugh .. too hard...