Yes we have made it to Texas. It was a long (24 hours, but who's counting) drive. We first drove to Phoenix and visited Amie Jo for three days. Then on to Austin. I'm a little lost as to what to do with all of my time, but I've begun to establish a routine which consists of running with Mill's, conducting my own water-babies sessions in the complex pool, and trying out new recipes for dinners. So far I've noticed that most people here are very kind and quick to smile and say hi, they are excited to see babies and will stop what they are doing to peak at Mills, and they've got fantastic southern drawls.
I took these next two pictures when Mills was six months.


For Mother's Day Sasha planned a fancy meal out in the garden.

All of the cousins on Mother's Day.


On our trip to AZ we stayed in Page and visited the Glen Canyon Bridge.

On our way to Texas, Mill was going stir-crazy so we stopped in Lordsberg New Mexico and pulled into a motel parking lot and fed her dinner on the hood of our bug splattered car.

We finally arrived to our apartment exhausted. Mill and I taking a nap.

Luke celebrated his 29th b-day the day after we arrived in Texas. Unfortunately it was somewhat anticlimactic, with us not knowing what to do, where to go, no family or friends. We had brownies and ice cream. This picture captures us at the height of the celebration.

For the past few days Mills has been entering into the Messy Zone. She eats her food, spits it out, rubs it all over her face, into her hair, ears, and nose.
