Decision Time

Andrew was accepted (yay!!) into one of his top schools of choice and we are planning a long awaited move.  We have been so blessed to be able to be in my parent's one bedroom apartment for this long, but we can't wait for this change.  I'm especially excited about the idea of Adalyn's crib not being at the foot of our bed.

The school is in New York City, so we are weighing our options in Manhattan and Brooklyn, or staying in Fairfield County and just moving a bit further south.  Manhattan would be the most convenient for Andrew, and Adalyn and I would get to see him more often.  And I could easily take the train into CT to see my clients and friends.  Brooklyn is a bit more affordable and would give us more space for the money and the option of bringing our Jeep along so I could just drive back into CT...or anywhere else I want to go.  Andrew would have just a 20-30 subway ride.

Where would I prefer to be?  Connecticut.  The hustle and bustle of NYC seemed awesome before I was married with a baby.  The idea of shuffling a toddler with a stroller through the subways of Manhattan is overwhelming.  And the size of the 2 bedroom apts we can afford aren't really much bigger than where we are now.  Not to mention that all of our friends are out here - and our church.  But the idea of living in NYC is a little exciting. And staying in CT would mean an hour and a half commute each day for Andrew.  He would miss even more precious moments than he does right now (his commute now is an hour each way).

Like Adalyn's first time in a swing (see the video in the previous post).

Or when she just sits in the grass and ponders the wonders of the world.

 Or tastes her first leaf.

Or calmly sits there while mommy puts ridiculous bunny booties on her feet. :)

"Really, Mom?"

Or when she crawls to get her bunny.  Yes, she's crawling...well, sometimes.  I'm not yet confident enough in her abilities to say that she is officially crawling.

And when she gets bored with one thing and onto another.

mmmm grass.

She still looks nothing like me.  Sigh.

Why yes, I did put bunny ears on her and tried to take her Easter picture.  I plan on taking the offical one later this week, but I need help.  She just kept ripping off the ears, chewing the basket, and breaking apart the plastic eggs.

Silly little bunny.

We're planning on going into NYC next weekend to look at apartments and really get an idea of where we could live.  I wish we could just pay a broker to do the looking for us, but that costs about $3,000, so we've got our work cut out for us.