Just for the record, there is no good time to go to the DMV – at least not where we are at. We tried on Friday and both DMV locations had ~2 hour wait. So I decided I would try again this morning…run over the moment it opens, get in, out, and off to work. I arrived 15 minutes before they opened and couldn't find parking. It took me an hour and a half to even get a number, and then another 2 and a half to get service. Total time being helped (at counter behind mysterious divider wall in waiting room): 8 minutes. Needless to say, I hope that Nikki has much better luck when she tries the DMV.
Other than the DMV fun, we have continued to try to get settled in here – and, more importantly, to get Gavin settled in. He still isn't sleeping through the night. He tosses and turns all night, waking up quite often. This has been the biggest challenge lately, and it is taking its toll on all of us (well, not him, as he is his usual cheery self in the mornings). We have tried several methods and techniques to help him out, but non have quite taken hold yet. But we're hopeful, and so we keep trying.
He has started to walk a bit more. We're up to about 12 steps and a couple changes of direction. But he is still wobbly—at times he looks like he's about 5 beers along.
He's also started to pick up a few more words. When he really tries, he can say several things (or say close approximations to them). But he definitely understands far more than he is capable of vocalizing. Soon he will be talking our ears off.
Of course, one of the great frustrations is when he repeats something perfectly the first time and then doesn't even attempt to say it again, no matter how much we try. Like the other night, he was swinging at the park and he repeated, "Oh, yeah." For the life of me he wouldn't even try to say it after that. Not even the "Oh" part. He just went right on gibbering to himself . . . If nothing else, at least he was enjoying the conversation he was having.





