Settling In

The first week we were in Colorado James was just plain hard to get along with. He was grumpy, mean, rude, whiney, etc. He seemed to ignore everything we said and act completely against his once better judgement. He was driving us crazy! However, as exasperated as I sometimes got with him I didn't blame him at all. Frankly I felt like kicking and whining and if I wasn't the mom I probably would have unrolled the toilet paper rolls several times and thrown toys at my little brother too (sorry Scott!). But we are seeing a return of our happy, excited James.

Matthias, having previously given us a week of grief moving to a bed in Texas, decided to start again in our new home. He was popping up like popcorn every night. NOTHING could keep him in bed...threats of closing the door, taking his binkie, not even the Frost's good old wooden spoon trick. He was right back out. And the worst part (besides that he has been able to open doors for at least four months now) is the doors in our new home have handles instead of knobs! So we couldn't even put on a child lock. Until last night when we finally got fed up and installed a knob on the boys' bedroom. Matthias is now going to bed again.

Taylor office closes today at 3:30 for the Rockies game and we get to go! And I haven't cried since Thursday. Despite several attempts of my tear ducts on Sunday. All were thwarted. I will make new friends. Ha.