like home. It doesn't feel like home yet; it still feels like I'm visiting.
But I'm here.
Not only am I here, but we had Thanksgiving dinner. On Thanksgiving. It was truly a miracle, and we had so much for which to be thankful.
The Boy definitely likes it here, although the attention is just as important to him as the new space. We did explain that this would be his new home.
Not sure yet about Meatball's opinion. However, he likes the fact that right now, there are so many people who love him and are paying attention to him. I was glad to be able to say that Meatball likes anyone who will play with him. Tonight will be his first night sleeping in the crib, in the room with The Boy instead of with us, in a new house. Lots of changes.
I hope that Musical Daddy will be happy. I hope that I will be happy.
All I know is, Thanksgiving dinner was amazingly delicious. My sisters did nearly everything, as my mother was with us. We were all supposed to be back on time, but things get complicated.