So...I guess we've moved

And I say, "I guess," because Chris and the dog are still in North Carolina, our stuff is somewhere in transit (hopefully), and Miles, myself, and the cat are temporarily staying with my parents. But we closed on our Charlotte house last Thursday, so that's not our home anymore. We're pretty much homeless for the time being. And because Chris sold Willie (the '97 Civic that he drove for 11 years), we trully don't have any assets to our name. But we do have plenty of debts.

I have so many great little stories about the move process so far, but not the energy to write it. I need to go back and blog about some other things first, you know, like Chris graduating from his residency after three years. No biggie.

Suffice it to say, everything is in flux right now. Including nap times.

Who needs toys?

We recently discovered that no matter how cool toys are, Miles always prefers whatever else is around. Books. Magazines. Dog collars. Cat collars. A ladle. Etc. And a few weeks ago, after sweeping out under the stove, we discovered some long lost cat toys. They are small, crinkly, shiny balls.

And this is what he does with them.

He thought he was so funny, and so did I, until I realized the dye was running down his chin. (Anyone else notice that his nose flares out with his mouth full?)

His girlfriend was not impressed.

One step at a time

In case you haven’t figured it out, I have posted a lot of new videos to the blog tonight, but they are hidden in previous months. (Hint: check March 1, May 7, and May 17)

Remember when Miles was so happy to try this toy out on his birthday? Oh, that’s right, he hated it. But he’s gotten much braver the past few days. Today he took several steps, but then as soon as I got the camera out, he stopped because he would much rather try to grab the camera from my hands than do anything adorable. If only the camera didn’t chime when turning on.

Birthdays and balloons

Today is in fact my birthday. Don’t ask me which one because I can’t remember and, yes, I know that a little bit of mental math could help me figure it out, but I don’t want to know that badly. But whatever birthday this is, I follow some absolutes when it comes to birthdays.

1. I sleep as much as I can on my birthday. Miles has been getting up earlier and earlier over the course of the last few weeks. I think he is ready to transition to one nap, but the attempt we made at that this week was not enjoyable. So…he gets up early in the mornings because he is so well rested. This means that today started at 5:45. Not cool; however, Chris wanted me to be able to sleep in until at least 7 on my birthday, so he took morning duty even though he got home after I was in bed last night.

2. I don’t work out on my birthday. And, just so you know, no one that knows me has to work out on my birthday either (or so my mom and I decided today). You’re welcome.

3. I don’t do anything that I don’t have to do on my birthday. This means that I cleaned everything last night so that I wouldn’t have any guilt today or have to look at my gross bathroom anymore. ( I did have to go to the grocery store though because we ran out of milk this morning).

4. I eat whatever I want on my birthday. And a lot of it. Oh, and I don’t cook any of it. Ever. Breakfast was provided by Yoplait. Lunch by Chick-fil-a. Dinner from Qdoba. And dessert, a slice of carrot cake bought by my wonderful husband at the grocery store.

So today was a pretty good birthday by my account. Of course, it would have been better if Chris could have been around for more of it. But he did buy me some shoes that he knew I was kind of obsessed with. Oh, and a gift card for something called a hot stone pedicure. Sounds exotic.

Miles celebrated my birthday by getting his first balloon at the grocery store. I’m just glad it didn’t pop.

And I also hope that I don’t pop. I might not be able to get into any of my clothes tomorrow. What am I wearing right now, you ask?  Sweat pants. Did I not mention that as another rule?

Live action beachin’

Chris thought it was a really great idea to feed the seagulls right off of our balcony at the beach. Not sure if you’ve ever met seagulls, but they know that people food is much easier to catch than actual bird food. And although I don’t have video of it, he also did this while holding my child in his arms. Dangerous? Perhaps.

And now for some adorable babies playing in the water and sand.