Abby has had a few funnies this week that have kept the stress levels down.
Abby and Sam were playing in the front room, I was in the kitchen, and Roy walked into the front room from a long absence in the bedroom and said, "Hey! Where's my crazy-head?" Without missing a beat, Abby responded, "She's in the kitchen."
Yesterday we were on our way to make a donation and we were explaining what we were doing with the bags of clothes, toys, and other stuff. Abby was quite upset about donating toys she never played with (of course) and then suddenly said, "I don't want to give away Sam's clothes! Then he would be naked!"
One of my favorite oft-repeated Abby phrases is, "Okay. I'll try." She says it in this cute voice and always makes me smile. We saved the kid's stuff to pack last so they didn't lose it, but some things got boxed up that Abby apparently cared deeply for and we would have rounds of tears over the object. Several times when we suggested she play with a replacement item, she would sigh and say, "Okay, I'll try." Too cute.
Sam is as lovable and wonderful as ever. He is incredibly independent, which is handy for packing, and loves watching Abby. Everything she does makes Sam laugh. He gives huge hugs and slobbery, wide-open-mouth kisses. Sam is babbling more and growls a lot. He's a pretty great kid.
It's been a good year in Wise, but we're excited for our new adventure in Culpeper. Here we go!