Moving... Again

For the last week we have been moving, again. We moved to San Diego just 7 months ago, but we were not happy with our apartment. I felt like I was under a lot of pressure to have a place ready when we got here, and there was just no opportunity for us to look at several different places. Once we got here and figured out that our apartment just wasn't what we really needed, we started looking. We had time to ask around, take tours, negotiate rent, etc. We have only been here 5 days and are already much happier.

This has been the most unorganized move we have ever had so it has been very stressful. The new apartment is only about 5 miles from our old apartment, and we had a whole week to move. I didn't pack anything ahead of time. It has been very interesting, and I have learned my lesson.

Bentley, of course, has taken everything very well. He had his 18 month checkup last week. He weighs 22 lb. 2 oz. and is 33 in. tall. His height is in the 75th percentile, but his weight is only in the 5-10th percentile. The doctor said everything is fine since that's how he's always been. She said if he doesn't start saying quite a few more words in the next couple months that we will have to get him evaluated. He says about 8 words regularly and does 5 signs. Here he is telling me he is "all done" with playing in the laundry basket.

At our old apartment our parking space was right in front of our living room window. When I would hear Paul pull up I would say, "who's here?" and Bentley would run over to the window to greet his daddy.

He was very proud that he stacked these blocks up.