Baby teeth and moving boxes

I don’t know when I’ll learn. Every time, when I consider moving, I think Oh sure, no problem — I’ll just load this and that — and the couch of course — and that’ll pretty much be the worst of it. And every time I’m shocked by how much work it is.

So we’re not done yet but we’re exhausted. The new apartment is full of unpacked boxes, and we don’t quite know where anything is. But that’s not stopping us from enjoying the new apartment. That’s the best part of moving — setting up shop in a new environment.

But the move, along with the fact that work is as busy as ever, keeps me from posting entries here has often as I’d like. And so this is just a quick update, and some pictures that I’ve taken recently when I take the scenic way home after work.

And of course there’s Ellen, who keeps us busy too. She turned four months old on the 16th, and she’s as energetic and curious about the world as ever. She has two teeth coming in, but hasn’t shown any sign that they bother her.