Our first full week in California has been interesting to say the least. Needless to say, California and Virginia are very different places. Already, we have lived in two houses, Daddy saw two cross-dressers and a person in a clown suit walking out of a bank, and we have been heckled by parrots. Kinda makes us wonder what week two has in store for us!
We really enjoyed our corporate housing - it was a fun little house with a great floorplan, a nice backyard and an incredibly short (1/2 block) commute for Daddy to work. To answer a question that several people have asked about a previous post, yes, it really did have a stable in the back - it's part of a development called
Rancho Equestrian that was built for horse lovers in the movie industry.

Madeleine enjoyed having a backyard - she couldn't get enough of being outside, even using her patented one-legged skooch to get around the yard.

But, once our furniture arrived, we had something even better lined up for her - a house with a room truly her own for the first time!

Madeleine was happy to help Mommy organize
her shoe collection - Mommy and Madeleine have their own closets now and don't have to share anymore - hurray!!!

Since it's sunny and warm here just about every day here (reminds me of a scene from
one of my favorite movies - the first clip
here although it's definitely PG-13 for language), Madeleine is spending more time outside than ever before. We've found some great parks and she's getting in some sand time to practice for our first family trip to one of the famous Southern California beaches.

And, she's begun to climb up on the little play areas and use the slide on her own - our little motion junkie likes nothing more than going down the slide as Mommy and Daddy
watch nervously, then giggling and going again.

And yes, about those parrots, it seems that our new hometown has a local population of parrots, many of which like to congregate in the palm trees about 100 yards from our house. It's kind of interesting to see them and hear them for the first time - but they are LOUD and their 6am antics are enough to wake the dead. I wish my old roomate Mary still lived nearby - she would know what to do about them!
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