The first day was a little rough; it's a cold, old house with drafts coming in from every window and door and we had to take brown baths because we didn't have a shower curtain and the pipes were rusty from not being used for 10 years. It felt a lot like camping.
The day after we moved in, I was on the phone with my dad who heard Elliott crying and joked, "Are you crying because you had to take a bath in brown water?"
In the last month, Elliott has grown and learned to sit up on his own, eat foods (yams and applesauce are the favorites)...and... ARMY CRAWL! The little guy drags his body all over the house now!