Preparing for Departure

The fun has officially begun. As most people know I HATE packing, with a passion. Any kind of packing. When we go on a vacation, I always wait til the last minute to start packing and when staying somewhere most people will unpack their clothes and hang them up or put them in drawers. Not me. The less packing and unpacking the better. When we get back from a trip I usually just leave the bag on the floor and take things out of the bag as I need them, this way I avoid the unpacking (yes, I realize I probably shouldn't admit this).

As our moving date has been moving closer and closer I have been having mixed feelings. So EXCITED to be getting my own house, to have more storage, to actually have a yard, and to have a fresh start. But... I have been DREADING the packing. Knowing how much stuff I have to pack and go through is absolutely depressing, but there is no way to get around it like I manage to with unpacking from a trip.

The closing date on our house is July 9th, and we are going on vacation next week, so I wanted to get a jump start on the packing so I won't have as much to do when we get back. The last couple of days we have been packing things up a little each night and it really hasn't been to bad. It is a good thing no one really comes to visit us because OUR HOUSE IS A DISASTER ZONE right now and it is depressing to know that it is only going to get worse. I will be so glad when this move is over!

But on a happier note, Raylee has been in seventh heaven with all these boxes to climb on an play with.

And here are some random cute pictures of Raylee from the past couple of days

A Costly Mistake

Yesterday afternoon, I was hard at work on the computer, which was sitting on the arm of the chair as it always is, and Raylee was playing on the floor. She crawled over to the chair and started crying, so I leaned down to pick her up, and somehow the computer fell off the chair. I went to pick up the computer, hoping and praying that nothing was wrong, and about died when I saw what had happened. There was a big crack in the LCD screen (or something like that) that looked like a spider. It wasn't a crack in the actual screen which I thought was good, but it turns out this is much worse.

I made the dreaded call to Corey, and he was pretty nice about it since it had been an accident. He was still pretty upset since this really couldn't have happened at a worse time, since we are about to move into a house and all our extra money has to go to that, and he said that this is one of the most expensive things to fix on a computer.

Corey called into Dell today to find out how much it would cost and the amount is a whopping 498 buckaroonies! It still works, and so for now all my work will be done while looking through a spider, and I guess we'll fork over the mula when we can't see anymore.

As dumb as this sounds, I am secretly hoping that it will somehow fix itself, and it does look a little better today, but I am thinking it isn't likely. Sigh.

Story Time

Ever since Raylee was a little baby I have been reading stories to her. I love spending this time with her doing something that I love. Sometimes she will just sit and stare at me as I read, and other times she will look at the pictures, and lately she just tries to grab the book and turn the pages herself. Whenever I put her on the floor to play, I always put a book on the floor with her and the last few days she has been picking up the book and then she will start talking like she is reading the story. It's kind of funny to watch and it's good to know that something I have been doing is getting through to her.

After reading a story there is always room for a yummy snack of cardboard!

A Welcome Relief

A little while ago Corey was writing in Raylee's baby book (yep, that's right. Corey writes in Raylee's baby book every month, and does a great job, too! I'm a lucky girl!) that she had started scooting and that we were SURE she would be crawling by next month.

So here we are two months later, and Raylee FINALLY started crawling a week ago. At first she was really slow, and still ended up scooting half the time, but she has gotten so much better now .

Most of the time she uses her new skills to crawl over to something so she can pull herself up and stand (she has now become a pro in that area!) and at first she would only crawl over to where I was and just look up at me and cry until I picked her up. Now she actually entertains herself and will stay on the floor for up to two hours!

It is a welcome relief and a dream come true! I know the day will come when I will wish she couldn't crawl, but for now I am going to enjoy every minute!

Honk! HONK!

Watch out everyone, there is a new driver on the road!