New Home!

Well, we have moved again and there has been a serious gap in my blogging efforts, but I hope to get back on track and be disciplined about writing daily even if it is one sentence!
So much to catch up on! Let's start with the present...we moved to Greenbreae, a beautiful town in Marin close to the Bon Air Shopping Center. Bon Air is off the hook!

It was so hard at the Corte Madera place because we were a one car family when we first moved here, and there was absolutely NOTHING in strollering/walking distance at all. We were on this big, jacked up hill (which was great for losing baby weight, mind you! I called it "the BUTT hill LOL!) and I would just push that frickin' stroller up and down that hill twice a day just to get out of the house. We finally got a second car, so now Declan and I are MOBILE!!! (cue The Who..) Back in my Black Jeep...yes!! (cue AC/DC Back in Black..) The Bon Air Shopping Center has everything, including a Molly Stones, which by the way, is a gourmet's dream! It is a beautiful privately owned supermarket which I had never heard of. They also have fabulous seasonal events in the courtyard like an awesome Pumpkin Patch with gigantic displays of all types of huge squash, Santa, and Christmas Trees!

We moved here in October and our moving day was on my birthday! Some people might have been bummed, but this fabulous new place for my family is a huge present! Declan is saying two word sentences now like; "all clean", "all gone" "back poop", (when you poop so much it goes up and out the back of the diaper!) and "all done". His words are; Dada, Mama, cat, dog, go, bird, grass, train, playpen, din din, belly button, (beh buh) chair, ding, drum, do do, peepee, bear, phone, down, shoe, pants, bug, meat, cheese, and when I think of more I will post them. He hates the swing, and loves his Baby Einstein videos!

All of his big side teeth are coming in at once, and at an alarmingly fast rate! Almost overnight! He has been pretty cranky, but is very upbeat and smiley considering the pain he must be in. We are still nursing, which surprises some people, including my mother. I want it to be his decision when he wants to quit, and it is the only thing that really comforts him during this difficult time. Technically children are still infants until they are two years old, and in Europe it is common for a child to be nursed occasionally until they are three. This is my last and only child, and I am forty as of October, so his needs come first.

Happy to be blogging again!