Bananas, Cars and Accents

I feel like every muscle in my body is calling out to me " REST!!, REST!!" We worked all weekend at the new house and still have SO much to do. To say that I hate moving is an understatement. If I never see another box in my entire life...well I won't say that because I would like to buy another house some day.

In other news, Emma has decided to eat again and has a newfound love of bananas. I am so glad that she is temporarily out of this phase of not eating. Last week she would only eat cheese products and well you all know that is just NOT GOOD in the diaper department.

She has also added a couple of new words to her vocabulary including ball and car. My dad has a model car that she loves to walk around with and say "car, car" with a loud Bostonian accent. My friend Keith would be so proud. Don't know where the accent comes from but I am thinking she might be a Red Sox fan.

Help (part 2)

I'm up to my eyeballs in boxes and I have paint all over me...and I am really going to need a spa weekend after this! (HINT, HINT...hubby!)

The News

We are moving. Well, not that far, but moving none the less. The house next to my parents has been vacant for a couple of years and we contacted the family to see if they would be interested in renting. They are! We spent the weekend painting and getting things ready for the big move. Hopefully we will be in by the end of the month. I will be so happy to have my stuff out of storage. Expecially considering "smart one" me packed all my winter clothes in the back of the storage unit. Sometimes I just don't think!

In other news, a certain little girl learned how to drink out of a juice box. She is getting to be SO big! After spending a little time with me this weekend, she has turned into a serious mommy monster and walks around constantly saying "Momma, Momma, Momma." Melts me, seriously!

Don't let this sweet face fool ya, the girl does have a diva side. We have been having problems with her throwing food. What do you do when your one year old throws her food on the floor constantly? She almost always refuses to let us feed her anymore..."I can do it!" she says. (Well not really, but that's what I picture her saying.) And I won't even mention how she has been behaving in Sunday School...I will dedicate a whole post to that one!

HAPPY MONDAY YA'LL!