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Hello family and friends!

Our impending move to Arizona got me thinking; how do we keep everyone updated without an endless onslaught of vague Facebook posts?  Why, a blog of course!

So, here we are, barely over a week until we take off on a new adventure in the Southwest...

Okay I know, I know.  Before we delve into this first blog post, you want baby updates and you want them now!  Well, my absolutely unbiased opinion as the woman who birthed him is that he is the most adorable, funny, and smart baby that ever lived.  I'm pretty certain those are irrefutable facts. He is almost 7 months old now! He is working on rolling over but is generally too lazy to try (NO idea where he gets that from).  He loves all solid food except for auntie Anna's spring salad.  His favorite game is Peek-a-Boo and he thinks Dada's glasses are really fun to grab and Mama's hair is really fun to pull.  I should mention he has a bizarrely strong grip for a baby.  I find most everything he does is amazing to me, no matter how mundane.  Except for pooping.  He is currently in his exersaucer and I'm pretty sure he's pooping up his back.  Let me just go manage that situation before his clothes are unusable.

I was too late.

Back to it then!  Some people are wondering why in the hell we are moving to Arizona.  Long story short, we don't have a million dollars and therefore cannot buy a house in Seattle.  We have some family in the Phoenix area and with a baby, a support system is essential.  We have a great one here in Washington, and I can't tell you how sad we are to leave it.

Washington will always have a special place in our hearts.  It's where a lot of our family lives, it's where we met, where we got engaged, where we got married and it's our son's first home.  Brian and I have had talks about how strange it is that while we grew up here, Quentin won't even remember living here.  He isn't going to think back fondly of that small, 1-bedroom apartment full of love (and cats).  He isn't going to remember the first time he smiled at me, or the first time he gouged me in the eye when we were playing on the couch he had just spit up on.  Ultimately, he won't feel any sorrow surrounding this move.  As his parent, part of me feels glad that, by moving this early on in his life, we can protect him from those mournful--and maybe regretful--feelings.  But of course, the majority of my brain cells are occupied wishing he could take part in remembering all the firsts we experienced here together.

Alright.  I think I got something in both of my eyes.

So, some mundane details for you:

We officially leave Seattle the morning of May 1st.  We're driving because we're insane.  First, we'll head to Yreka, CA and stay overnight.  Then, on to Bakersfield, CA for another night, and finally we'll end our third day in Scottsdale, AZ.  We'll be staying in an AirBnb for at least a couple months while Brian starts his new job and we look for a house to buy.  We're pretty sure we'll end up somewhere near Paradise Valley, but we shall see!  I'll keep you updated on that part of journey as the months go on.

Well, thanks for reading.  Hopefully it wasn't too boring, because I'll be writing a lot more of these!

If you thought this was a waste of your time, here's a baby picture for your troubles.






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