Seriously, that's about it.
The van has all it's repairs and such taken care of so we're good to go. And with one of the captain's chairs out of the middle for now, I can fit a ton of crap in there. Namely, apples right now.
The kids are growing like weeds. The girl now says "hug" and "opee" for open and "monkey" and will even do monkey sounds sometimes, etc. She's just all over the place with talking - she's definitely not shy about trying out new sounds. The 6yo... Ah yes. There are good days that he's such a sweetheart and so incredibly cooperative. Then there are other days where you know why some species eat their young. *sigh* The 3.5yo
still shows absolutely no interest in the potty. He'd rather wet through a dozen pairs of pants in a single day, and not tell us until he's soaked the couch. Good times.
Still pregnant. Kiddo's moving around on and off during the day, so there's that. No appts in the recent past, nor do I have any on the horizon. I'm just eating normally, and trying to remember to drink my alfalfa juice (liquid chlorophyll), and so on. No biggie.
Hubby had yet another phone interview with this place in Oregon. So we shall see. The higher cost of housing there still scares the bejeebers out of me. I think about every else cost-of-living wise is about the same (or I'll find comparable things now that I know how/where to look!), except housing/land. If he does get the job, then there's that pesky issue of [cosmetically] fixing up this darned place to make it show well and sell really quick. Doing the commuting family thing may work for some folks, but not for me. I like having my husband around, silly me. Nor do I relish the thought of giving birth in the bedroom, all by myself, with the kids tugging on my leg telling me they want something to eat or need a sippy of juice or something. Because if we have two households to pay bills for, you bet your ass we won't have enough to pay a midwife upfront or pay an exhorbitant hospital bill. But hey, there's that pesky living-within-your-means thing again that seems to be so incredibly unpopular nowadays. *sigh*
On top of that, I've also been plotting/freaking out about yanking some things from the yard to take with us as need be. Like some of my thyme, asparagus, daylilies, chives... Need to repot my rosemary and sage and bring them indoors for the winter anywho (at least I think I do with the sage, I forget, whatever). Plus grab some short raspberry and blackberry canes from the yard as well, maybe a grape cutting or two, or the baby fruit trees if I can convince the hubby. We'll see what I get around to. Just breaks my heart that everything we've worked so hard on over the years may end up being all grass in a year or two.
Also think this laptop may be dying, so I've been uploading a bunch of photos to Winkflash to make photo books at some point in the future. Not this moment, but it's on my to-do list. Because honestly, scrapbooking just ain't gonna happen. I've got some scrapbooking stuff I need to get together and give away - I don't have the time/patience/money for it anymore. Might as well just do the photobook - get it all laid out, hit the order button, and viola! A book in the mail that's all put together and everything. I do need to print out a few lone photos for the 16mo's baby book. That I'm not sure whether I've even put her name in, but still. Another to-do...
Even better if they want to drive down and help me unpack. 
Crap. We're just overwhelmed. Wonder if the cost of putting the kids in daycare for a week or two would count as a moving expense - they're reimbursing us up to a certain amount of moving expenses... And until we get the house sold, he'll be staying in a hotel or renting a room of a friend of a friend of a friend, so I get to be all alone with the hooligans. Watch, I'll be the crazy lady delivering a kiddo by myself on the side of I-84 in a few months with a minivan full of home-canned pantry goods while the kids watch a DVD. Wouldn't that be my luck.
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