We are starting to be surrounded less by stuff and more by boxes. Actually, it seems like there are tons of boxes, but still tons of stuff. It's a good thing the new house has tons of storage. I'm excited because I'll finally get to use all the wedding gifts that have been living at my parents' house for the last three years, and I'll finally be reacquainted with all the books, cds, dvds and apparently loads of stuff that I can't remember that's been packed since I moved from Richmond. If it's really as much stuff as it seems, I'm hoping that I can get rid of a lot since I've lived fine without it for more than 4 years.
John Clarke is cooing away in his swing while I'm writing. He's talking more and more now, and I'm finally getting more than one or two smiles a day.
Off to see what he's chatting about...
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