Just a short note today. Sorry it's been such a long time, everyone. We will be moving this Thanksgiving weekend. Yes, less then desirable holiday activity, but it should be a good thing. Our current landlord will be selling this place, which is quite wise, 'cause these units are really overpriced. So we started to look around, and Julie found a unit in the same community which is available now, and the same rent. So we jumped on it.

This doesn't leave us any time for the usual fun stories, as we are packing and organizing in all our spare time. But here are a few things which I should write up later.

David is over 11 lbs!
Isabelle likes pickles!
Isabelle is also starting to befriend one of our cats, Mojo Jojo.
Davis is 3 months old! Yeah!
We had a great time down at Heather and mike's last weekend for a dual party baby shower, Heather and Amy will have children Feb-March!

In other news, we still don't sleep much.....

Isabelle has a good-night tape of the Bear in the Big Blue House... same one that has the Good-bye song. Bear talks and sings songs to the moon, whose name is Luna. Tonight Isabelle decided she needed to go outside to tell Luna 'night, night.' And so it started...Night, night Nina (her word for Luna). I say "No sweetie, Luna is sleeping, and you have to eat dinner and take a bath." All she hears is take a bath, so she takes off her pants! "But Isabelle we have to eat dinner." -- 'Eat, eat" she says and signs. So we sit down to eat. John and I eat. Isabelle repeats endlessly... "night, night Nina? night night Nina?"

After dinner, she's running around the house, still without pants on, remember. And she runs and grabs her shoes. She runs over to the front door, sits down, and tries to put them on. She hasn't quite got the knack for puting shoes on, as she still isn't yet two years old. And we ask her what she is doing, "night, night Nina? night night Nina?"

We say, "But you don't have any pants on, you can't go out without pants on."

She stops, and looks at us with those big eyes, as if to say, "Why?" We tell her it's too cold for little girls to be outside without pants on, since she doesn't care about fashion or social norms. And besides, it's time for a bath. OK, so she grabs a bear, and off to the bathroom we go.

After bath, she's back downstairs, and in her cozy pajama, drinking some milk. It seems she has forgotten all about the moon, and saying goodnight to it.

Until......
She wants to watch the Bear in the Big House video. She see's that moon in the sky puppet, and, well, I'm sure you know what happened. We actually did put a hat on her, and I carried her outside, and we looked at the moon, which was almost full, thankfully. She was very happy, then a little perplexed when the moon didn't say goodnight to her. But we said goodnight, and waved, and all was good.

Isabelle loves to dance. After dinner and bath tonight, she stood in the middle of the living room, jumped up and down, and said, 'da(n)se' So I put on some James Brown, and she was so happy! She jumped up and down, twirled, and ran around. She basically went crazy. She wanted me to dance with her too, and I did. When I squatted down to pick up some toys of the floor, she came over and grabbed my shirt sleeves, and said, "get up, da(n)se."

And it was good.


David is really starting to track us around more with his eyes, and he looks at us when we talk to him for much longer then he used to. David is also enjoying more time just sitting and looking around. He's always done that, but he's doing it more now. And he is making little baby noises more as well. He really does coo, and a kind of laugh-sigh combined. That's really the best description I can come up with. Cute cute cute!

I can't believe this week went by so fast. It was just a week that left us with something to do every night, and blogging never made the list. Grandma Jeanne came up for Halloween. We had a good visit, although I had to go to work on Monday, so it was mostly a girls only tea party during the day. The chamber of commerce coordinates with all the downtown businesses to have a trick or treat event for the kids. So we put Isabelle in a little bear suit, and went downtown around 4 pm. There must have been two hundred kids out in the streets. And parents. And police officers and volunteers at the intersections. It wasn't too bad though. All the kids had fun showing off their costumes and looking at all the other ones too. Isabelle had a Winnie-the-Pooh pumpkin head trick or treat bucket, and she got lots of candy. I don't think she really understood what was going on, but she had fun holding onto Grandma's hand and getting candy.

I'm sorry to say, I had the camera set for low light from the pumpkin shots the night before, and forgot to set it back to automatic, so all the photos of trick or treating were no good. Even if I tweak them in Photohsop, they either look like ghosts or cartoons. Fun Halloween though.

I think I'm gonna start calling David, 'Little spit-up.' I know, it's gross. I think he just has such a small esophagus, that burps just don't come up easy yet. I mean, we'll bounce him and pat his back for 30 minutes, and get one tiny little *blip*. Then we lay him down, and *BLORT*, he spits up. Then, of course, he's hungry again, now that he's made all that space. I think we must do about 3 loads of laundry a week, of his clothes, bibs, and burpies.

I never thought I would say burpies.

On a better note, he's really getting cute now. He's starting to look at us, and follow our heads with his eyes ( when we hold him )