MIA...

We are really doing this. We are actually moving to the new house. I am packing my bathroom and kitchen so it must be for real. I don't think I'll have time to update, and depending on when I actually get my Internet switched, well... I'm going to be MIA for a few days.

Rie is doing well, no more scary breathing when she's had movement episodes (clonus) and her episodes have been brief. It's upsetting to think that going off schedule can affect her to such an extent, but a reminder I needed I suppose that even though she is doing so well (and she thinks she's invincible) my little Mama is fragile.

Jo's good, some anxiety about moving to the new house but after talking to my friend B at church on Sunday her son did the same thing, so it's just part of being a kid. It's hard to think what life is like for a five year old. I just keep reassuring her she will have all her things at the new house, we're not leaving anything behind. Then I get the feeling that maybe I should be teaching her more about Heavenly treasures as she seems so concerned about earthly ones, and then I remember. She is five. I told her I was a superhero and she believed me, she thinks that frozen homemade yogurt/banana/pineapple popsicles are actually ice cream and it just taste a little different because it's homemade. She finds dinosaur bones (black sparkly rocks) and saves them up in a box or saves them to show her friend M as only a boy in love with dinosaurs as he is can appreciate such things, she's fine. She's five.

So, we're doing this. Just in time too... Luke's spraying, then we'll move fast and furious, then it's time to service the combine because in just two short weeks or so we're looking at wheat harvest. I want to catch time and freeze it. I want to hold summer close and slow it down, I want to enjoy these last weeks of pregnancy with my two girls. I want to bottle the sights and sounds of our day to day because it's just going by too fast.

Until later...