Rock On.

So, I may have overdone it a bit today. I got all riled up and started packing like crazy and lifting all kinds of boxes and doing some aerobics to clean out the backs of closets and under beds and in high and low places. I got a lot done. I also started getting all kinds of cramps and pains in the bump, so I ordered myself on bed rest. After all, I am kind of a doctor.

So, I'm laid up watching a Hart of Dixie marathon. Eating dinner in bed and listening to my littles run wild and giggle downstairs with their daddy.

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That was yesterday. I never finished writing because I fell asleep or something really interesting like that. Today K left at 4:00am to go on a work trip, and he just returned. Right on time to help me finish up the baths and give nite-nite kisses to the ones who love him :almost: as much as I do. Only this guy would travel his butt off and not complain because he doesn't want to miss one night with his family. Man, he loves us. And that. is a good feeling. 

This is today. Today I had one of my best come over with her little man and help me pack up my closet and drawers. She told me what I needed to keep and laughed at some things I actually paid real money for. This house is slowly but surely shedding its skin. To boxes and bags and friends and the curb. I am ready to go. We've had a good run here. It's a great house. We learned about two of our kids here. My kids learned to walk here. And while we didn't necessarily outgrow this place... we grew here. And when I think about all of the memories we stuffed into 2.5 years in this house I get a little misty. So. Many. Memories. Milestones. Firsts and Lasts. I'm excited to make our new house our forever home and make more memories and have more milestones to keep at the tips of my fingers and length of my sight for a while.

Speaking of the new house, we found one. It got down to the wire, and I'm so glad it did, because what fun is it for everything to just fall right into place? We have 30 days until the big move out/move in. I can hardly wait. I love [this kind of] change.

My kids are huge. And by huge I mean they are growing like weeds and I should write about them more often and not whine about moving all of the time.

Jacob is a downright delight. He's so charming and amiable and an absolute stud. Kind of never stops smiling. He's starting to communicate and say real words and do a whole lot of head nodding and shaking. He's pretty solid. When he says no, the boy means no. And when he says yes, he means all in, oh yeah, heck yes with it. With a slow and lengthy nod. He has a little gap in his teeth which only makes my belly shake a bit harder when we are laughing together and I see it peek out from his impish grin. That little gap steals my heart for just a moment. For lots of moments. He makes my heart mushy and warm.

Chamblee is smarter than me. If I'm lyin' I'm cryin'. She's grown into this beautifully sweet little humanitarian. She stands firm [and I mean concrete] in what she believes to be fair, and has a wonderfully eloquent way of explaining her case. And to avoid discipline? Well. She has a very logical explanation for her actions- and the way she cups my face while explaining it to me and smooches my nose when she is finished- well. It :almost: makes me fog out on what it is she was doing wrong, anyway. If that doesn't spell Politician I don't know what does. She's a dream. My dream.

I can't wait to see what this next little bundle is all about. Boy or Girl? Another mini-Kraig? On time, early or late? Will this one be all tan and dark headed? Or be another obvious Guffey baby with toe head and baby blues? I can't. wait. And by the time we get moved in and settled, it'll be baby time. Rock on. ::baby dance::

This is the sweetest thing I've ever captured. Just sayin'.

Well, this was like eleven posts in one.

Until Next Time,
The Guff