Last night I had a meeting inside the loop in a place I'd never been before. Driving home, I took a new route and ended up on the same road that I first came in on when we moved here. Back then it was my first time in the area, and it was an exciting yet creepy feeling seeing the place that I would live and raise Andy for the first time. Last night, it was cozy and familiar and felt totally right. I loved that feeling. We made a good decision moving here, we are happy, we are thriving. It was such a hard decision to make, but we are making a great life for ourselves down here. The culture can be a little weird now and then, but there are so many more normal people down here than I was expecting. The weather is great, driving and getting around is so much easier, the neighborhoods are safe and all have nice yards, schools are good, people are friendly. It felt really great knowing that what was once scary is now no longer.
In Andy news, he suddenly hates to go to bed. Daddy will tell him he's on the last book, and we know he understands this. Yet when the last book is done and it's time to say goodnight to Mommy, he starts crying. If we put him in the crib, he's okay. But he wants more books. He is obsessed with reading. At a consignment fair I recently picked up a box of 26 mini board books, one for each letter. He loves these books like they are his life. And his other books get carried around the house with him from room to room. He is too cute for words, I just lovelovelove him.
Holidays cards were ordered yesterday, and I also have ordered about 90% of my gifts this year. I am starting to be able to breath again! A friend may be hosting a holiday card writing party too, so that will be the perfect way to get them all addressed, organized, and sent! No more crying fits for me hopefully!