So, new blog revamp. To be honest, I hate it right now. Trying to upload everything and get used to the editing format is driving me nuts. Dovy knows I hate change. I really do. But I’m also really good at swallowing my own pills (or not, I have a horrible gag reflex) and I guess I’ll get used to it eventually. The good news is that it looks really spiffy. And now it’s password-protected, if you hadn’t figured that one out already.
It’s been a fun week. I guess I forgot to mention something really grand in our lives. Lincoln started crawling! Well, not full on crawling entirely, but he has been getting up on all fours since he was four and a half months old. Now, he can get his legs up under himself and splat down, then get back up. So, that gets him moving forward, or backward, if he’s less coordinated. The point is, he can get around! It’s freaking me out. I had a mobile kid before six months. It’ll only be a matter of time before he’s shooting around the room, I suppose. He still can’t sit without support from his arms. Geeze, little buddy. That’s backwards.
Other news: Elli’s eyes started changing. Now, I know that most of you believe that all of my kids’ eyes are brown. And on first glance, they seem that way. But all three kids have had varying degrees of brown/dark hazel/dark green during their little lives. (In fact, Link’s were blue/green when he was born. We thought we’d done it; we were wrong – his went brown the fastest.) Anjali’s have always been changing. When she cries, her eyes turn more green. Now, they have a lot of green in them, and I think they’ll end up being a dark hazel. Elli’s had that dark hazel for a really long time, and then they went completely brown about a year ago. I thought she was done and we were going to have a Brownie through and through. However, two weeks ago, during one of her crying fits, I looked into her eyes to address the situation and was completely taken aback. Her eyes are changing to the dark hazel, as well. Granted, they are darker than LiLi’s and have more brown in them, but the fact stands. Hers are changing, as well. Some kids’ eyes change well into their childhood years. We’ll see what happens. It’s kinda fun to have little chameleons. I tell Dovy that it’s just his eye color fighting through, despite the fact that my genes won out in the beginning.
This week, I spent a lot of time getting some design jobs together, taking more classes on Lynda, creating a video for the end-of-year Concert Choir Banquet, and preparing for Easter. That last one was a doozy, as it usually is, but we really enjoyed the fruits of my labors (if I do say so myself.) Thanks to all those who helped – you know who you are.