Movin' on Up...

Sorry, folks, but we still don't have working online photos. Complain to my daddy and we might get it fixed this year! So, big news...

1. I'm in a toddler bed! Mommy thought the day would never come since she feared I'd become an escapee over night. Normal logic would suggest that a simple butt slide down the 6" platform would land me on the floor and seconds from M&D's bedroom door, but no... I actually think I can't get out of bed. I've become accustomed to the confines of my crib and therefore, haven't discovered the freedom of my new bedtime situation. I'm sure it's a matter of days since I am very smart so M&D put up a baby gate as a preventative measure at my bedroom door. No breaking parole here!

2. Sissy has moved into my old room-- the nursery. She is actually sleeping in what I refer to as the "ba-aaaby bid" (baby crib). It is a grand time in the lives of Mommy and Daddy. They actually have privacy again! Regardless of their new found privacy, no babies will be had for many years to come...Mostly sleeping... ;)

3. Our new house is beautiful and as soon as we have a working photo gallery, you too can enjoy the transformation. This old 1920's house has had a rebirth and a beautiful one, at that. Grampy is a miracle worker, Mommy & Grammy are interior sleuths (thanks Aunt Ev for Mommy's beautiful window treatments!) and Daddy, well, his hand hurts from writing so many checks! Thanks, Dad!

Hope everyone is well in cyber land. More to come... hopefully only a matter of days.

Love,

Steeza and Violeta xoxo

Checking in...yes, we're alive!

Sorry for my recent delinquency, folks, but Vio and I have been busily helping Mommy pack. We move tomorrow into our bodacious new pad on 38th Street. In the midst of our packing fury, we have been experiencing some camera technical difficulties. For some reason, downloading has not been as easy as blogs past. Upon our move we will make certain to get our tech guru out to help with this travesty. In the meantime, you will have to settle for a text update sans photos. The paparazzi (aka. M&D) have failed us, but will rectify the problem soon enough.

So, here's the scoop... Last week I had the flu... Bad. Vomit, bowel discomfort, you name it. It was NOT pretty. Mommy got it from me and well, Sissy Vio somehow managed to escape the wrath of this season's yucky yuck. Violet is offically 3 months old and a spunky little gal. She smiles to her heart's delight and cries at the drop of a hat I think because she knows it's just about the only way she can make herself known in a house full of loudmouths. I am talking up a storm... I like to boss Sissy around and attempt to pick her up out of her lounge chair of choice by pulling both of her arms and yelling, "UP!" It's really fun watching Mommy's look of terror every time I do this. I just want to squeeze Sissy silly she's so cute!

Tomorrow we move to our new house, which has been under demolition derby for the past six months. Grampy Dave deserves rockstar of the year for his patience with Mommy and Daddy. They aren't the best pro bono clients. ;) Pictures soon.

Much Love,
Stella & Violet