fourteen days without the internet

We moved to a new apartment! Whether the move was successful or not is a matter of oppinion, but the fact is that all three of us are now reasonably settled in our new home.

It took Elijah a couple of weeks to get used to his new bedroom separate from his parents. The poor child had a rough first night, and perhaps that set the tone for the next two weeks. We didn't make it in on our first day till after 10 pm, which means he was woken up several times after his usual bed time (to get into the car and then to get out of it - he is such a light sleeper sometimes). Once in the new apartment, it took several attempts to put him back to sleep. One of them was a brilliant idea to put him on the floor on his mattrass. He, of course, rolled off of it unto the floor minutes after we left him there sound asleep.

I had all kinds of plans for finding parks, mothers' groups and things to do with babies in the area. Turns out, you (or at least I) can't do much without the internet. I couldn't buy books I wanted, couldn't look up stores near by, or do much of anything for fourteen days! The theme song for me during those two weeks became this (think "internet" where it says "you"):

I can't stop thinking about you,
I can't imagine living without you!