The move? Best. Decision. Ever. I do miss Austin. Certain things, anyway. Some things (read: sweet southern friends, Super Target) more than others (read: YappyLittleShit, torturous heat). But overall, this is one of those "OMG, why'd we wait so long to do this" type moves. J's home right now (it's 7:30pm) and has been home for over an hour. People, do you know how HUGE that is? He walked in the door just as I was strapping the kids down for dinner and I finally got a glimpse of that elusive moment my mommy friends talked about that I'd not been fortunate enough to experience - that moment where daddy walks in the door and the whining and screaming and sippy cup slamming of day-end tired littles is replaced with big huge smiles and "DADA!" squeals from Mister A and Miss V wiggling and giggling in her high chair as daddy kisses her banana smeared face. Better yet? He did the bath thing while I cooked dinner, and then, we ATE together! Like normal people. Amazing.
And then there's the room to roam, the hours upon hours of this week I (and/or my mom!) have spent walking alongside A, V in the stroller or in our arms, taking in the fresh air and amassing stick collections and stopping to admire a bald eagle floating overhead. Let's not forget J's enthusiasm for his new position. Or the cherished time with my parents, better known as "Bahm-ma" and "Bahm-pa". Or the house. Oh, the house. I love me the house. Expect pictures to come soon when it's looking a little more Mandie-ized. But even in its current transitional state, I love it. And I loved the catnap I took this afternoon, bedroom window open, lulled to sleep by the cool breeze and sound of the trees rustling in the wind. Ahh, sweet semi-seclusion. I missed you. Almost as much as I missed the Uggs that pretty much haven't left my feet in a WEEK.
And now, some random pictures of the past week.
The babies and I did some mommymobile test-driving.
They're wearing hats.
Then this happened.
And my heart, it exploded with love.
Ralph is happy to be home.
He's a native Wisconsite, yous knows.
We decorated the mantle.
... and explored the great outdoors.
... and sat on the front porch looking ridiculously adorable.
Then, the moving truck arrived!
But it was too big to make the turn onto our road.
So they shuttled.
And hauled in.
And grandma did the lunch thing.
A jarred thing and a Happy Meal. Convenience ruled on this day.
(Also, don't call CPS. That Bumbo-way-up-high thing was a one time thing, since the high chair was MIA.)
And now, we work on settling.
Into new spaces, new routines, our new Wisconsin life.
So far, so good.