Cliff Notes of Last Two Weeks:

I've been delinquent with the blog. But really, there hasn't been anything worth writing about.
March 3 - 9: I have no idea what we did.
Monday the 10th: Got a cold, took Zoe to the dentist where she got to use the nitrous oxide and tried to dance using her fingers. We also spent five hours in the ER, as Nathan thought he had kidney stones, but he was wrong, and only had a horrible flu and low blood pressure.
Tuesday the 11th: We were sick all day, Zoe had her spring concert where she sang about food.
Wednesday the 12th: Still sick, and not packing.
Thursday the 13th: Cold turns into sinus infection. More boxes are packed.
Friday the 14th: No idea.
Saturday the 15th: Packing, and avoidance of packing in the form of driving aimlessly around the county.
Sunday the 16th: Just before midnight Simon spiked a fever, only we had already packed our medicine and thermometers and moved those boxes. Nathan ended up driving to a Walgreen's and came home with a bag of fun things like candy, light bulbs, and baby Tylenol.
Monday the 17th: Simon had a doctor's appointment where his fever was gone enough for him to get four of his booster shots. He was not pleased. Packed a few boxes.
Tuesday the 18th: Finished putting together my mom and dad's new bed, ordered from Sears and arrived in 8 boxes. More packing.
Wednesday the 19th: A new cold is invading our house. We are all sick again. More packing and/or thinking about packing and/or worrying about packing.
Thursday the 20th: Doctor's appointment to remove a mole. FUN! And a meeting about my new job. And probably more packing.

See? You haven't missed much.

scooter style

To further delay packing today, we decided to drive down to Lynnwood to pick something up for Nathan from Guitar Center. On the way back we stopped at the new Outlet Mall by the Casino. Our purpose and intention was to get Simon some new pants. Some that preferably don't make him look like a stuffed sausage gone clam digging. So, we checked out the Gymboree Outlet store and found THIS:  Nathan and I have a mild obsession with scooters of the Vespa/Lambretta variety. I believe at last count there were about 15 of these bad boys tucked away in our garage.

So when I saw the line of scooter adorned clothing in Gymboree I snatched up a pair of shorts with a scooter on them, a onesie with a scooter on it, the hooded sweatshirt with a scooter on it, a pair of socks with a scooter on them, a two sided blanket with lots and lots of scooters on it, and by then I was well over the limit of reasonable money spent on clothes for a baby. 

But already I am wishing I had also bought the baseball scooter hat, the scooter romper, the scooter shoes, the scooter button up shirt, and the scooter overalls. 

Seriously, you should have seen how excited I was.