And riding the train was a lot of fun.

But unfortunately, we realize that we'll need a bit more help with knowing for sure areas to avoid in Richmond. We're going to try and stay focused on getting a place around Jodi's work. We know that West End and Short Pump are really nice, but they are a bit far out and gas prices are completely outrageous.
On Monday night, we decided to make pizzas for dinner. I was rolling out the dough and Abby asked for a bit, so I gave it to her. She then went and got her little rolling pin and started rolling it out into a circle. She saw what I was putting on it and kept asking for stuff. "May-may, please, dada (tomato). Lettuce please, dada" (she thought the unchopped basil leaves were lettuce). It was really cute because she made her own little pizza without anyone prompting her.
And the pizzas turned out really good.
We hit a pretty important milestone on Wednesday morning. Jodi was giving me a haircut, and I started off pretending like it was hurting. After a minute or so, Abby pointed at me and said, "Dada, Mama cut your hair. Ha ha!" It was so funny! Abby actually understands teasing! So that was the first time she did something like that. We were so proud.
So we're getting all geared up for graduation tomorrow. Jodi's family has all flown out for it, and we went and got pictures done the other day, as it's the first time in a while that all of the family has been together at once. Unfortunately, Abby is a bit sick so she was somewhat uncooperative, no to mention that Zoe wasn't feeling too well either. But, with three small children and 10 adults (with adults being Kirks and Rowletts), what are the chances that everyone will be smiling all at once? Not too many people would take those odds. And I woke up this morning feeling a bit crappy - getting Abby's cold, I imagine. I swear, ever since my heart crap I have had the immune system of...well, I don't know what, but it sucks. Like a vacuum cleaner. Yeah, the immune system of a vacuum cleaner. I just suck it all in and it stinks.
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I love that you call it "heart crap." Remember I will come and take care of Abby while you guys go house shopping!
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