is really boring. And I don't care for it.
We've been in the new apartment for about 2 weeks now. It's a lot better than FIL's basement. It already feels like "home". Now that we have (limited) cable and internet (wireless at that) it's even better.
We've been busy getting things unpacked and getting the place furnished. By the way, if you are in the market for new furniture, check out HOM furniture. Their customer service rocks. Our couch had a small tear in the fabric. I called them to see if they could suggest a way to fix it, but instead they offered to come out and exchange it. For free. It was awesome.
Itchy is now a licensed vet. He passed his test and everything this week and he can officially be a vet now. All he needs now is somewhere to practice medicine. Very proud of him!
Stowa is doing all sorts of fun stuff. Things are starting to click for her and she is becoming more and more verbal. She totally knows that I'm mama and Itchy is dada. You say bye-bye and she waves. Tell her to clap and she does. Hand her a phone and she puts it up to her neck and says huho. She also says book (as she takes all the books off the shelf). Grandma got her a See n' Say and it sings "Old MacDonald", and she totally tries to sing along with the eieio part. Her Aunt and Uncle gave her a ride on airplane and we've spent hours pushing her around on it. She's standing but not walking. I think we have a little while before she'll walk. She's a little wobbly.
She's also been extra cranky these days. She's teething. The move hasn't been easy on her (lots of changes in a short period of time). She's been staying up really late and then sleeping until noon. I think we turned her into a nocturnal baby. We're working on changing that, but damn, it is exhausting. She's also testing her boundaries. She can throw a tantrum at a 2 year old level. Quite gifted that one. She broke my glasses in one of her fits.
It's a good thing she's cute.
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