I keep telling myself that at some point I will be posting contemporary pictures, but I've been a month behind for a while now. So we are now approaching the end of July, right on track with [only] two posts worth of June pictures left. Then I can show you pictures of Annabelle signing!
A little more than two weeks before our scheduled to move, in a moment of panic, I called and begged my mom to come help me. Annabelle was cutting two teeth, Gabi spiked a 104 temperature, and I needed to pack. I promised that she wouldn't have to do any packing, if she could just take care of the girls. Mom asked around and discovered that my high school band director would be driving through Atlanta on Monday, so she caught a ride (15 hours in the car!) and came to save us. Moms will do anything for their kids, and especially for their grandkids, but my mom probably deserves a special award for this one.
Gabi and Gramma Jane painted their names on the driveway
Trying to stay in the shade, where it's a bit cooler
Even though Gabi didn't end up having anything besides an ear infection to go along with that ridiculously high fever, I couldn't take her to playgroup or on playdates with friends. And the best way for a full-time mom to avoid going crazy is to get out of the house, but I needed to be home packing. Plus, our baby is a mischievous little monkey. In short, having an attentive grandmother around was definitely a huge help.
Michael and I had the difficult chore of selecting a carpet color for our new house without being able to see it first (two of the three sample boards were not available in Atlanta). Thanks to Ninang Sylvia and Cousin Steven, who drove to our new house and looked at all the color swatches and even took pictures to email us, we now have beautiful carpet of the perfect color.
Annabelle climbing up the carpet sample board
Yep, this one is trouble.
I fully intended to keep my promise about not making Mom pack, but she saw how much I had already done and yet how much still needed to be done (we were definitely behind schedule on packing, as is usual for Michael and me), and she voluntarily started packing up our kitchen and then our garden tools and probably lots more. Thanks, Gramma Jane!
On Friday, June 20th, we had completed our packing of the POD and sent it away. We were exhausted but decided to go to the Decatur Beach Party to celebrate the completion of the worst moving chore. Unfortunately, we arrived just as Gabi's friends were leaving (the story of my life...), but we had fun just the same.
Playgroup Friends at the Decatur Beach Party
Mom and the girls playing in the sand
Our family at the beach party
Annabelle shows Mommy her sand tool
Daddy and Gabi laughing in the sand
Where are Annabelle's legs?
Saturday morning we went to watch Gabi's friends (Martin, Jonah, Jackson, and Nicholas) play T-ball. Every Saturday they have one hour of T-ball; the first half hour is "practice," and the second half hour is a "game." The game is only two innings (or less), and each inning consists of everyone batting. Each child hits the ball and runs to first, and then continues to the next base after each subsequent hit. After all teammates have been up to bat, all runners on base run around the bases to home. When fielding, the only rule is to get the ball and throw it to first (which usually involves running most of the way). Oh, and all the dads and many little siblings were on the field as well. Jonah liked catching the ball so much that he tried to field his own ball both times he was up to bat. No outs; no score. Very amusing.
Martin is more interested in Gabi's book than in his T-ball game
Martin and Jackson sitting with Gabi on the sidelines
We took Gramma Jane up to the hospital to see the residents' temporary call room (an old NICU ward).
Gabi liked pulling Daddy in a wagon
Ooh, Daddy; you're heavy. My turn to ride!
Gramma Jane stayed a few extra days after the packing was done so she could help us fix up the old house and make it attractive for potential buyers. One big improvement was scraping the old paint off the garage door, sanding, and priming and repainting it.
Gabi helping scrape off old paint
Tuesday a full week after her arrival, Gramma Jane drove my car back to Texas (and visited us in Little Rock over the 4th of July to return the car).