I am wearing my still-novel "Auntie Mad" hat for the next few days, and falling in love with my gorgeous baby nephew all over again! At five months old, he is full of smiles, coos, and curiosity. He seemed a bit unsettled upon arrival at my house last night, as my parents and I scrambled over one another in an effort to be the first to make googly eyes and funny faces at him. But after a little romp around the living room with his silly Auntie, to the tune of "You are my Sunshine" (the only song I can sing in the general vicinity of on-key and for some reason the first thing that pops into my head the second a small child is placed in my arms), he seemed to remember us, or at least acquiesce in our fawning.
Since his last visit to Colorado back in December, Nathan has become an expert toe-grabber and has almost mastered the art of rolling over. He also has developed a powerful grip, and he spent much of the evening twisting my fingers around in his tiny fists. I'm heading up to Boulder after work for a family dinner and to marvel some more at Nathan's giggles and tricks, then will spend the rest of the weekend skiing with my brother, his wife, and their friends.
When I reach Boulder this afternoon, I'm also going to spend a couple of hours doing something (at least if you'd asked me three weeks ago) entirely unexpected: looking at houses! Yes, that little "moving back to Boulder" notion about which I wrote on Monday has developed into a full-blown idea and is building towards obsession. After playing with the numbers and variables, I doubt I'll actually make this happen any time soon, but my parents' friend the kick-ass Boulder realtor is going to show me a few places today that fit my parameters and possibly my pocketbook. It's scary and exciting and disconcerting all at the same time, but I'm hoping it will give me something concrete to work with as I roll this thing around in my head a bit more.
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