Oh Hai

K, so things have been a bit busy. We moved, meaning most of my free time has been spent unpacking stuff. I also started grad school, which means the rest of my free time has been spent seeing movies (some even in sound!). Plus, my cousin got married, which meant a quick trip to Chicago, during which I squeezed in a Cardinals game at Miller Park in Milwaukee. (If you want the details of that experience, you can check out my brother's blog.)

Back to the move -- my dad came in, which was a big help 'cause he's Mr. Handy and really just spent his entire trip putting things together. Home Depot can weather any recession, so long as he's in the area.

Here he is considering Malachi:
And here's Bru considering him:
Oh, and in her continued (and, frankly, successful) attempts to make her brother look like a slacker, Bru has a bunch of teeth now.
I mention this because we recently found a "baby book" about Hannah, in which we marked the dates and times of all her major milestones: teeth, mobility, first words, etc. Alas, the closest such thing we have for Bru & Malachi is this blog. Poor kids.

As for present-day Hannah, she's taken very well to her new home, though she's less enthused about my new attempts at discipline. Here's a conversation we had just tonight:

Me: Hannah, please put your slippers in your room.

Hannah: No. I am putting them in the dining room.

Me: Excuse me, but I make the rules about this house.

Hannah: No you don't. You don't even live here!

Me: Of course I live here! And me and Mommy make the rules here.

Hannah: But I make the rules about my own slippers.

(She's at a very contrary age, I suppose.)

BTW, my mother also came to town, and while she watched the kids, we spent the weekend unpacking boxes. Plus, she baked cookies with Hannah, which begs the question: who does Hannah look like? My mom...
Or my dad?