Uptodate.

It's been 40 degrees at some point in every day this past week. Except for today. We have a thermometer outside our door (Courtesy of the previous tenants- don't you love stuff like that?) and today it has yet to hit the thirty. But, when compared to other winters I've known, I'm completely okay with this. Thirty and I are friends. Thirty and flirty. Thirty and thriving. I'll take thirty any day.

So in that respect... we love Boise. Steve's externship is going well. We have a backyard. We have a park only a couple blocks away. We have the greenbelt only a couple more blocks away. And we have a mountain just down the street. Literally. Steve and I are in biking heaven.

Robs is doing well. She goes to nursery all by herself now. Well... not all by herself. There is one other little girl, and the nursery leader. It's quite a dramatic difference from Michigan! If our previous ward were transient.. this ward is definitely settled. We're one of probably six younger families.

And then, because we can't seem to get enough change...

This past week Enriqueboy started sitting, popped his first tooth, and turned into a billy goat. He was chewing on, not to mention grabbing everything in sight. However, up until this afternoon he wouldn't have anything to do with food.

I had no problem with it. Six months... twenty-three pounds... obviously the milk is working just fine.

But he was very curious about our lunch- so I tried some sweet potatoes on him.

I think the vegetable goes well with his shirt.

Tomorrow.. who knows. Steak and potatoes?