Help From the North
Greetings to everyone.
Rebecca and I decided to place a moratorium on moving (big) items during the month of January. However, we are still spread out across two households. It's the little things we don't have access to we seem to notice the most. But packing the smaller items (or packing the larger items for the movers) is difficult for one person watching an eight month old.
So, help came from the north, from Fort Collins. Aunt Chellie spent the weekend with us and she babysat Xavier while Rebecca and I stole away for a date night and to do some item gathering from the Southern Outpost. Or that was the plan we had devised.
We had no need to bribe Chellie, but we were able to offer her a better bed in a room with carpet on the floor this time (during her stay over Christmas the carpet had not been installed).
Ah, the best laid plans. Rebecca and I did sneak off to a movie and dinner. However, instead of all the grand work we imagined packing up the Southern Outpost while we had a babysitter fell short of its goal. Turns out, we took some time to catch up on our own rest while Chellie looked after Xavier. It's amazing how tired you are and don't realize it until you slow down a bit.
We did get some packing done and one "Bronco trip" (that's when we pack up the Ford Bronco with stuff and haul it south).
One of the big things we brought down was Xavier's crib. What a difference it made with him! He had been sleeping in his bassinet, but he has grown too large to comfortably sleep in it. He did sleep, but not like in his crib! In a day he was less grumpy, probably from having better sleep.
Aunt Chellie holds Xavier at breakfast. Chellie and Xavier get along famously, for which we are all glad. The two are playing with his tummy aquarium, a toy designed to encourage a crawling posture.