Evan and I have really adjusted to life in the bay area. This might be apparent by the fact that I never seem to have time to post anything any more. Our social life and general outlook improved greatly when our friends from graduate school moved here in August with their children.
The thing that is still hard for me, after living here for over two years, is being so far from my family. When I was in Oregon, I could visit on a moments notice. The day my sister went into labor, I was able to drive up and arrive only an hour or so after she was born (she had a fast delivery). My sister is going to have a second baby in July. I’m sad that I won’t have the same accessibility to the new one’s baby years as I have had with my niece.
My mom and niece came down for a visit over president’s day weekend. Despite the fact that my niece was suffering from a pretty nasty cold, we were able to have a pretty nice time cuddling, putting together a puzzle (over and over again), terrorizing both the cats and Uncle Evan with tickles. Ever since she could communicate, my niece has been pretty adamantly opposed to getting her photo taken. I have to resort to kinnearing her most of the time.
This visit I especially appreciated how she sings her way through the day (much like her Uncle Evan), her cackling real laugh, and the fake laugh that she uses to convince you of something, like to rent a ridiculous movie at the video store. I see a lot of plane ticket in my future because I really don’t want to miss these moments with her or the new one.