...I'll add a happier update.
Finn has been a master adventurer lately. A regular Indiana Jones. Last week during our bout of unseasonably warm weather we took him to the turf field of my alma mater. I don't know what it is about the fake grass, but he goes absolutely CRAZY about it. I think he ran the length of the field three times. And on Saturday with the pond thawed out I took him for a spin on the paddle boat while Steve and my dad raced their rc boats around us (much to the annoyance of the ducks). We also took him to the park and he learned to scale the play center and go down the slide by himself. Hilarious. And when we go out we get bombarded by "Dat? MumMum, Dat?" as he points to something impatiently. He has to know what everything is. He does the same for his books when we look through them in the evening. His curiosity and sense of adventure make me really excited to move soon. Steve is going to take a peek at a house in North Washington that looks very promising. It's on the outside edge of our budget, but it would be so perfect. If it means I have to work a few days a week I'd be okay with that. It's 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, energy efficient and comes with an acre of land (I know it's hardly my dream farmland, but it's certainly enough for a good sized garden). I'm crossing my fingers and my toes that we can claim this place as our own. We need it.
Know what else we need? The yummy chicken vindaloo I'm making for dinner. Tasty. And if Finn wakes up from this peculiar long nap in a good mood, I think cupcakes are in order as well. Oh boy.