Sawyer’s apartment tout-seul...
Our less than 2-yr-old son continued his quest to convince us of his readiness to move out tonight. During dinner he hopped up and drug me to the bathroom. “Bath,” he said, and I started some water running. Content, he came back and ate. Then we returned to the bathroom for him to hop in the tub, where he splashed around for awhile. Later in the evening, dressed in pjs, he danced around the living room. We as parents both mentioned in passing that it was Sawyer’s bedtime, but exhausted from our days, neither of us moved. A few minutes later he grabbed his chair and walked off. We peeked around the corner to watch him place the chair by his crib and then crawl up and over the rail into bed. Who does that? When he saw us looking in, he stood up and simply grinned as us. “Think I’m ready now?”
Our new apartment in Marseille...
Don’t know if I’ve talked about it on here much, but we’ve been in the process of finding, applying for, and coordinating a new apartment in southern France. Now finished with language school (hooray!) in Paris, we’re moving to a more permanent place. It’s been a process to say the least. But the red tape has been cut, evaded, and passed through, and we’re ready! We need now to go down and sign the contract (probably in a couple days), and then we’ll load up our possessions and make the move shortly after Christmas. Hooray for a new home! Hooray for our home, with our stuff. Hooray settling!
Let’s get to work...
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