A week? Eeeeeek!

We're almost homeowners! We've been scurrying to and fro signing about 11,561 trees' worth of paperwork this week and have turned over every penny we have, plus the rights to our second-born child...so the deal will be sealed either Monday or Tuesday of next week. Since next Saturday is about the only day in May that we can move, that's gonna be it...so we have exactly one week to get packed, get the carpets cleaned in the new house (and hopefully coated with some sort of Squished Fig Newton Resistant protection), paint what we can, babyproof, clean, and, well, MOVE. Can you hear my silent screams of joy and panic??

Luckily, we have Keira around to help us pack:

Oh, I have to brag about Keira's newest words: she has FINALLY said "Mommy" and "Daddy" instead of "Mom-Mom" and "Dadat"! She doesn't use them unless we request it, but that's progress, anyway. Greg has also become the Mr. Miyagi to her Karate Kid of Cuteness (Kuteness?) and taught her to say "adorable" ("a-DOH-BO!"), which is her first 3-syllable word and, let's face it, pretty adorable. She also says "chicken" and "tickle," both of which sound exactly the same. I predict it will be about 2.5 more days before she is officially sick of me asking her to say those two words and completely blows me off.

My daughter has the ear of a monkey and, apparently, the memory of an elephant. The other day, we took Keira for a walk and went past the restaurant where we all met Dave for dinner several weeks ago. She kept pointing to it and saying, "Dave? Dave?" which I find totally amazing--she must get that from Greg, because Mommy can barely remember her own age or where she parked her car at the mall.

As of tomorrow night, assuming I get this wretched paper finished (well, first, started....THEN finished), I will officially be halfway done with my masters program. Yippee! Here's Keira being stoked for me: