Moving day

On Saturday, December 5th, the kids helped (or played) me move most of my stuff to my new apartment in Cincinnati, hence the blog title change.  The co-habitating thing wasn't working out while getting divorced.  I miss the kids terribly when they are not here but we have so much fun together when they are here that I'm trying to stay focused on the good times.  Here are a few pictures from move-in day.  The kids enjoyed rolling down the hill behind my apartment.  Santa made a visit to the clubhouse that day but Chooj had just hurt himself by jumping off the end table with a flute in his mouth.  Thank God he only got a small cut on the roof of his mouth!  He said he is never going to jump or run with anything in his mouth again.  At least we learned a valuable lesson.  I'm going to take them to see Santa again this weekend at Bass Pro Shops.  Maybe I can get him to sit on his lap alone and smile this time.