So here we are. It's September and already chilly; we bookend the days with jackets. There are crunchy leaves and hidden parks and forest trails. There's the thrill of something new and the ache of not having our people around to share it with.
Routine helps. There's a sweet neighbor who calls me baby (as in, hey there baby, you gettin' yourself together? and before I can really answer she assures me that's all right, it takes time) and we've tried a few churches. Sometimes all the newness is exciting, and sometimes I just want to hurry up and find our places here.
Here are some pictures of our first weeks.
a little garden at Nicky's school
Silas loves "pitter-pillars" and unfortunately has discovered that stepping on them makes goo come out.
We have "lots of nature", Nicky says.
first day of second grade
taking Nicky to the bus stop
we spent a lot of time in our sweet little backyard
and this one loves to push all the things
My mom came to visit, and to stay with the boys while we finalized the adoption.
We all went to Washington DC a few times. I love that it's so close.
It wasn't until she left that the move started to feel real. We've had so much excitement in just the span of a month. Househunting, goodbyes, packing, the actual move, exploring a new town, unpacking, finalizing the adoption, my Mom's visit, new job for Ricky, new school for Nicky.....wow. I've certainly needed some space and quiet to process it all.
Now, we settle in.