Tired. Oh so tired.

And brought to tears by the slightest inconvenience or additional stress. The movers return Friday afternoon and Saturday morning to finish up. It seems like everytime I turn around I notice another room/corner/cabinet that needs to be sorted into the infamous three piles: Things we don't need for 6 weeks; Things we don't need for 2 weeks; Things we need the instant we arrive in America.

Lydia is now telling her babysitter, Nina, that we have lost all of her toys. Won't it be a surprise when we "lose" all of our furniture on Friday?!?

Marcus is thankfully oblivious to it all. Still smiley as ever, even with four more teeth taunting their arrival. He managed to start crawling (pulling himself along on his belly) this week and boy can that little guy get around... His favorite stop? Nellie's cage. Nellie is NOT so keen about her frequent visitor.