Crazy Days

I'm starting to wonder of things will ever slow down. Our movers are coming tomorrow... pause for a freak-out moment... deep breath... now release and shout a big OY! I feel a little better. So we've been busy and things aren't winding down. I want to cram in every second with every friend and baby in Richmond, and I don't think I'd ever have enough time to feel good about saying goodbye and going so far away. Not much choice though, at this point. I guess our next post will be from St. Louis in our new house (I haven't even thought about where we're going to put the computer!) Before then we'll be in Roanoke and Nashville, so hopefully we'll have some fun along the way.
OK on to Nash. Yes, this blog is still about him. Nash points to ears, hair, nose, eyes and belly on command, which is to say, when we ask him to, and he feels like it. He kisses cheeks (it's either very dry with no suction, or very wet). He climbs up and down stairs and loves to go down slides. He is still the loudest little thing in his new size 6 Stride Rites. But he's so totally sweet. He's becming a pickier eater, and is way into his Dada. Ray's worked from home the past few weeks to get things done on the house, and Nash has become a Daddy's boy. But he also was a good boy and bought mommy some pretty jewelry for mother's day. Smart Baby!! Nash had a checkup today and is in the 90 something percentile for height and 80 something for weight. I feel like he weighs a ton. It's a good thing he likes to walk!