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I still haven't heard from Nathan what his opinions are on the move. I'm not going to stress about it now, I really want to know first what he wants us to do. My neighbor and I took the girls for a walk. Celia decided to be a pain and refuse to walk half the time - sometimes stopping in the middle of the road. Just to get her home, I finally ended up putting her in Mara's stroller and holding Mara. Mara really laughed for the first time today. Anything Celia and I did or said just had her choking on her own spit. We couldn't get enough of it, it was great. For some odd reason, she really sounds like Fran Drescher when she's laughing. It's really nasal, but cute. I layed her in her crib and she laughed at me as if to say: "YOU THINK I'm going to bed now!" She was up for another hour after that. The weather has been great lately. I've been spending a lot more time outside. Hope it doesn't get really cold too soon.
Ok, I get emails from Nathan, but he seems to be squirming around the subject. He emailed me our orders which say he doesn't check in until the middle of July. I'm assuming, though, that he really doesn't want us to move until June. I guess I could handle that, but it's going to be a long several months. I just don't understand why he said he wants us to move earlier. I woke up with a headache, yay. But I absolutely could not slack off because we needed food pretty bad. I had Mara strapped on in her carrier. She liked it fine, but now I think I have permanent back and neck problems. After munching on new food for a while we went over to my neighbors to visit her and her baby. Celia had more fun playing with baby toys than she ever did with her own. I guess I can do what Nathan and I always wanted to do - throw away the toys she doesn't play with. Right.
So much for getting fresh air on this base. It was nice out so naturally i thought it would be a good idea to open up some windows. Now it smells like a sewer plant in here. That incinerator can smell like some strange stuff sometimes. I didn't drive anywhere today. One of our tires looks funny so next time I drive it, it's probably going to be Tuesday taking it to the garage. Nathan just bought these tires and being that they're Firestone, I want to have them checked out. Ouch. It just never ends. I came home from my neighbor's to find a present hanging from my doorknob for Mara. It was from my manager at Navy Relief when I volunteered there. Apparently she didn't even knock, because she didn't call first and she didn't want to disturb me, which would have been no problem at all, especially since I just cleaned the house. For some reason her phone number doesn't work and I can't even thank her. It may have to wait until Wednesday, when she works again, which is way too late. You're welcome for the ever-exciting reading.
For a Halloween project I bought Celia a pumpkin and let her go at it with the paint. Below is a picture (which does it no justice). She calls it "Pumpkin". Brilliant.
I almost didn't want to make an entry tonight, but I guess one boring entry is better than nothing at all. The girls are now waking up around 7 - 7:30 in the morning now, dangit. I'm not used to this, I like sleep. Especially this morning. Celia decided to crawl in bed with me, like every other night before. This time, though, she woke up at 4am and told me she peed in my bed, which she didn't. She's had this really annoying habit of wanting to change her underwear every single time she goes potty, wether she has to or not. She didn't need to, but after she came back from the bathroom and wanted new ones, I knew the war was about to start. I told her, no, I wash her underwear far too many times daily and it was going to stop now. Of course she didn't want to hear it and she started yelling at me and woke up Mara. I put Mara back down and Celia was still whining and crying, and still sans underwear. Well she ended up going back to her room and falling asleep that way. In the morning it continued where it left off. But Mom never loses in the end. My neighbor came over to visit and she just decided to be a big pain, to get me back I guess. Things did not go well after that. She knew not to come out of her room until she was done yelling at me. She eventually came out apologizing and for the first time in forever finished her dinner. She's now exhausted and asleep, and it just makes up for everything. Tomorrow is her birthday. I'm making the cake she picked out - white cake with white frosting. If I don't make an entry tomorrow, it's probably a good idea to call the police and tell them I probably couldn't handle all the excitement and to come check on me.
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