Don't let the picture fool you. Getting TO Minnesota was not that easy. Asher launched a Grade A hours-long temper tantrum that was not made better by the Grumy Mr. No Kids we sat next to on the flight or the all out sprint through the Denver airport.... but.... we made it.
Since we have been in Minnesota: we have unloaded all of our stuff from the moving truck and will reload it into pods this weekend, called over two dozen childcare providers hoping for openings, matched Asher with a really great preschool, struck out completely with Sullivan (what? who wouldn't want Sullivan?), I will have left a job, interviewed for and turned down an offer for a job, and accepted and started a job, bought a house (!), been to the ER, visited Mankato, and surprise surprise, not gotten much sleep. When I write it all out, the list seems short. But the last ten days have been intense. And jam packed. And wonderful. And chaotic. And like I said, while we have no shortage of excitement and change, we are pretty short on sleep.
But that's okay. Because we are home.
Asher supervising the brothers.
We got in Saturday afternoon. By Sunday night we were in the ER. Sounds about right doesn't it? Sullivan had a bad night- but after an ultrasound, xray, lab work, and an IV, little guy checked out and got to go home. We see a pediatric allergist in May to figure out if the new hypoallergenic formula is actually working out okay.
Sullivan has just been falling asleep at random times.
What an interview with the Ryan White Program looks like.
Long Live Livio.
Harlan enjoying his home away from home.
We went to visit baby goats!
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