Wherein Reside Enough Pictures to Make Even My Mother Happy For At Least a Week

I continued loading our moving trailer this morning. I moved seven loads (with a couple hour break in the middle).Lydia helped. Which meant that she sat on the empty and full wagon. I like her help, because she's so happy about it. Unlike me changing her diaper. She spent a full hour this morning stark naked, refusing any sort of diaper covering. Which reminds me of of something; I've begun using cloth diapers. Ignore the cranky face and remaining spattering of chigger bites, and just notice the nice cloth diaper (well, the cover, but you know what I mean).

It's been going very smoothly, at least up until this afternoon. Then we had the poopy diaper of death. But it didn't faze me. At least not for very long. Lydia really likes them too - she gets to pick her "underwear" (diaper cover) every day. She's been in them for five days now. Elisheva is still in disposables, but that will change as soon as I can find covers that fit her. I haven't been trying very hard, since the closest store that could possibly have them is about forty five minutes away, and so will have to wait until a big shopping day. Like Thursday, when we're going to Ikea, which is my new favorite store. I'm not a fan of modern "sleek" lines, and minimalist ugliness, but I am a fan of really cheap real wood furniture, and quilt covers that I've dreamed of having ever since I was 17 and I had a roommate who was from Germany and had them and I loved it. The End. So it's basically a love/hate relationship, with the love winning. I'm going to get our kitchen chairs and bookcases and really cool skinny long bread pans so that my homemade bread can be used for normal sized sandwiches instead of gargantuan ones that normal bread pans produce.

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Elisheva sort of sat up yesterday. Avram thinks that it was her stomach area holding her up, because she's so fat (in a cute, four month old sort of way), but regardless, here she is, in all her advanced glory.
Notice the bubbles on her chin. She's a very drooly/bubble producing baby. She also has begun wriggling out of her bouncy chair and then falling out on the floor. In a week's time she's gone from being a great chair baby to a very needy being held baby, because she doesn't like her chair anymore. I hope soon she'll learn to roll or like lying down, so the wonders of movement can become open to her. Or maybe even sit, as these pictures taken yesterday hopefully portent.

I may be in and out a little shortly; we're still finishing loading the trailer, and we have lots of places to go to, so hold tight, and I'll eventually visit and, more amazingly, comment on all of your blogs soon. I've got the visiting down, since my Reader worked yesterday, but it hasn't worked today, and I haven't had the time to go through and hand check, or alternately start a new RSS reader. Err.