when you start the day with a breakfast like that it is incredibly hard to be unhappy. we walked from our little one bedroom temporary apartment on Nob Hill Ave. in Queen Anne to this lovely french bakery. although i went to sleep and woke up with a pretty fierce sore throat and running nose, i really didn't want to miss a thing of our firsts.
at breakfast we tried to tell Hannah a little bit about what the next week or so would be like... lots of driving around looking at neighborhoods and praying God would help us find the perfect little home for our family. after telling us that her other home is where she belonged (hilarious she used that word), we told her we will have new parks, libraries, coffee shops, friends, etc. She looked up at me and said but mom, "we don't want to make new friends, you like yours so much." Indeed I do. I can tell that while curious and open, she is a little confused and somewhat longs for the familiar. She then asked, "where do i go when you got to work?" Stephen told her he was going to go to work and that I would be staying home. it was an interesting grin, not sure what she thinks of this idea. um, me either.
our cold overcast day was good touring some neighborhoods and hitting up all the necessary things from target and trader joes (the familiar). hannah and i slept for about 3 hours in afternoon, both worn out. and we ended the day at a lovely thai tapas restaurant in Ballard. my heart is all over the place, and I'll try to take this all one day at a time.