The best one though is I got an email yesterday, I am serious, that the city cut the building an address that already belongs to someone else. Yes, it took them a year to figure this out. As I am not usually a procrastinator (my dad's voice is too alive in my head for that) I was thrilled to realize I had not actually placed my order for cards, stationary, brochures etc. yet. We'll only need to reorder a few address stamps and start over on some notifications. I can live with that. Now if someone will just get me an address so I can print a postcard to notify my patients that we're moving. Sigh.
As for Julian (oh, were you here to read about Julian?)
He continues to do great. He's cruising all over the place, even with flat hands on the wall. Maybe he'll be walking by the time my folks take a break from unpacking their new house to visit for the weekend. Maybe.
We are also neck deep in trying to secure daycare for Julian when Jon goes back to work in November. Jon will be back about 25 hours a week for the near future (many thanks to his bosses for making this work) so Julian can continue to bond and attach to us fully. What no one told me is that for the better day care centers you actually have to get on a waiting list up to a year before you want to get in. Uh, what?
I was visiting one center where there were pregnant women just beginning to show, that were vying for wait list spots. One particular day care was lovely, with bilingual (spanish/english) classrooms, no plastic toys, and very holistic care. The catch is that it is about 45 min from my office if there is any traffic at all. Oh, right, and the year long wait list. Anyway, they call the kids "friends" instead of children, and they narrate what the children are doing constantly..."you are touching sally's head", "you have a wet diaper","you just poked mikey in the eye with a fork" etc etc. I was telling Lori, whose daughter will go there in the fall, that they don't distract the kids, excuse me, friends, when they are changing diapers because they want them to experience all of their feelings about having their diapers changed. Lori and I agree, more power to them, but in my house,if my baby doesn't want his diaper changed and a singing turtle will keep him happy...well then, a singing turtle it is.
So, we're on the waiting list there, but in the mean time, we stumbled upon a post on urbanmamas.com (a local group) of an in home day care with one opening. 5 kids, 2 belonging to the overseeing mommy, and 3 other friends, excuse me, kids. The family is bilingual and the kids half mexican. The mom is super down to earth, the house is clean, no chemicals, and there is a big yard. We both really liked it and we're trying to decide if it is "the one." Not that beggars can be choosers...
We went to the mountain house this weekend, the house that Jon designed for our friends Rob and Jen. We had a great time, even though it took us about 5 hours to get packed and out of the house.
He loves gnawing on baby carrots.
The backpack (thank you Heather!) worked out for about 30 minutes.
And last but not least, since I've had a few requests, there is a new feature on our blog (to the right near the top of the page) where you can sign up for an email to be sent to you when we update. Please note, posting will slow down a bit due to being, well, over the top busy.
