Our condo is in escrow. I had just told David that there was no way our house would sell with the sparse number of walk-throughs we’d had. I was feeling very pleased at the prospect of staying put in our place for a while and not moving so close to having a baby. The next day we discovered that someone had made an offer on our place. So far everything has gone smoothly. This past week we have been house-hunting in earnest. We are planning to rent for a time, though we’ve looked at both homes for sale and rentals.

Joel and Chalice are funny little rascals. I appreciate the comic relief they provide throughout the day. Chalice has been full of spunk and smiles. She’s been showing off her eight new teeth which have finally quit plaguing her so that she’s not so grumpy. Joel is utterly smitten with trains and Thomas. I never would have thought I’d have a 2-year-old so enamored with Thomas the Train and Percy. He sleep-talks about them! Potty-training has entered a slightly more relaxed stage in the past couple weeks. Joel responds to my inquiry as to whether he has to go potty, “No, no sank you, go potty.” The first time he said it I said, “Huh!!!?” “No, sank you go potty.” He is very definitive with his Yes’s and just as clear about his dislikes.