Updates on the Boy :)

So the day started with packing, lots and lots. Andrew bought me 9 plastic totes. They are all filled to the brim. In an effort to be as organized as possible, I tried to keep like items together. If I had extra room in the tote after all the stuff was in there, I filled the rest with food. So, if I need to quickly get some noodles or tea or bake a cake, it's on the top in one of my totes. Of course I numbered each tote and listed exactly what was inside each one in a notebook. I already had some other totes filled with clothes that were not fitting me until at least summer, so I added them to my filled-tote collection. I now have a wall that looks like it was made out of totes. :) Isn't packing fun? I still have at least 2/3 of my cupboards to empty, and my closets don't even look touched yet. Half of my books are still on the shelf, and my room still looks pretty full. We're hoping to be completely moved out of our apartment by Saturday. Ha. Tell me it's not possible, and I will be determined to prove you wrong. ;) (So please don't tell me it's not, because I don't want to have to do all that work)


After packing I went to Joann's. I haven't been there since I was buying bridesmaid dress fabic! I found lots of goodies. I needed to waste some time before my ultrasound appointment, so I made sure not to miss anything. When I left the store, I sill had about 45 min - an hour until I needed to get going towards my appointment, and I needed to use the bathroom one last and final time before the torture started. Target was right next door, so I got distracted in there for a while, looking at all the cute baby stuff. I saw these adorable little jeans in newborn size!! I was so tempted to buy them! I have to remember though, that I am moving, and all I need is more stuff to move..
I gave andrew the address in the morning before he left for work. He was going to meet me up there. He called me and said that his GPS wouldn't let him punch in Plymouth Ave. It wanted him to specify north or south. I told him that my GPS let me enter it just fine, and to just pick one and see if it works. (I was looking at the cute baby stuff, I wasn't really concerned, I guess. Anyways, he's a big boy and should be able to figure this stuff out on his own, right?) So, a few minutes later he said he was joust going to meet me in Penfield, where I was and we'd drive up together. YAY! I thought. So I kept looking, and after 10 minutes I started heading for the door when all of a sudden some guy was walking with annoying squeaky boots behind me. Ready to give an annoyed look, I turned around, and there was my handsome husband, annoying me on purpose! :)

So we got in the truck and followed my GPS. On the way, just out of curiosity, I pulled out the paper with the address on it, and it said PORTLAND Ave. I am such a blonde sometimes! So, embarassed, I asked if that would be the reason his GPS wouldn't take him to where we were supposed to go. :D hee hee

The water situation was worse this time around. Maybe it was because the boy figured out my bladder makes for a great trampoline? Seemed like it though.

Here's the cute little wiggle-worm. He wouldn't sit still while we were looking at him. You can see his hands up by his face. when we were tring to look right at his face he had his hands clasped together right over his eyes and nose. We're in trouble, though, because he certainly does have ants in his pants.

Andrew felt him kick for the first time over a week ago. It was February 13th. Last night he flet him again, he kept kicking, and Andrew laid his head on my belly, and the boy kicked him rigt on the cheek! It was funny. So yes, we're in trouble. A boy with ants in his pants and a mind of his own. :)