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
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Congrats on the move! Hope you are doing OK unpacking with the little ones around. Hope we can see it soon!
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