Hi Kids,
I have to keep this terribly brief because Fin and I need to head out to Sissy's school to pick her up. In about a month, Sissy and I are going to walk in a Roswell Youth Day parade with the Girl Scouts, and the parade route is two miles long. I'm in terrible shape as it is, and being pregnant with the littlest Fleischman doesn't help when it comes to long walks. So, in order to survive a walk, and for the sake of exercising while pregnant, Fin and I walk to Sissy's school and walk her home.
This blog will take the place of the letters I was writing to Madeleine and Fin on the other blogs. I switched to a new email account and just haven't been able to get access to the other blogs. Furthermore, with two kids, I was writing a lot less anyway, and with three kids in my future, I figured it was best to write to you all at once.
We are currently living in Georgia. I say "currently" because I hope it will not be a terribly long-term thing. We moved here 11 moths ago, in October of 2012, and I started falling in love with The South when we were traveling more. We've seen Tennessee, Charleston, Hilton Head, Tybee Island, Lookout Mountain, Rock City, Fort Sumter, Fort Pulaski, and more. Seeing all these other places reconfirmed why I was willing to move out here - too see things we'd never take the time to see if we stayed on the west coast. But, it's been a while since we traveled, and now we're in the last throes of summer - a season I was dreading to begin with. Despite being a milder summer than normal - thanks to almost triple the normal amount of rainfall - it was still way too hot, and the bugs and wildlife were just as prevalent as I feared. Last night, as I approached the second giant cockroach in as many nights, I found myself talking to it, yelling, "No one expects the Cockroach Inquisition!," as I sucked it up with a vacuum. I am so sick of having to turn on the bathroom light in the middle of the night, fearing a surprise attack by a giant flying cockroach.
And now, I understand the copperhead snakes have become aggressive and pervasive all of a sudden, presumably in the last hurrah eating before settling down for the winter.
Okay, I've typed more than I should, and should really head out. I hope to return with news of all of you!
Love,
Mommy
