Erika remembers (creepy!)

We were talking about how far back Erika remembers her childhood, testing her on some stuff that happened when she was 3 years old, when she was 2 years old, and farther back. She seems to remember 90% of the stuff from last year, and then it wanes as you go farther and farther back. She doesn't remember much from when she was a year old, like our trip to Central Oregon or learning to walk or flying on a plane.

Starting at about 2.5 years seems to be pretty solid; a lot of the things we've done (vacations, trips, new experiences) seem to be intact, like riding a horse, going into a pitch-black cave, riding the trains in Chicago, visiting her grandparents, etc.

Then she suddenly piped up: "I remember when I was in your tummy, Mommy! It was warm and dark and nice."
I smiled and said "are you sure? Do you remember, or are you imagining? Is it your imagination?"

Then she said: "Actually, I remember even before that. When I was with God."
That stopped me. I think I said: "What did you say?"

She repeated: "I remember when I was with God."
"What do you remember him saying?"

She paused, then she says: Well, he didn't say anything to me. But God said "yes" to you. You prayed and prayed for me and God said "yes" and then I grew. 

We've moved (and Home Depot story)

We bought a 3-bedroom ranch home in August, but there was a lot of construction to deal with, and when Brian initially proposed moving the week before Christmas, I thought that was a terrible idea. Can you imagine? Dealing with Christmas decorations, the Christmas tree, purchasing and wrapping Christmas gifts, preparing the meal, oh boy! And a move on top of that?

Due to a particular harsh winter, our moving plans were postponed anyhow. So instead of moving the week before Christmas?
We moved the week before my due date. Oh yeah, because we just roll like that.

Leading up to the move, I spent the past month sorting, wrapping, packing, throwing away, or giving away the contents of our apartment. And as we boxed stuff up, Brian would pack it in the car and drive it over to our new home.  So when it came to the actual moving day, it was mostly furniture and our pets (lizard, fishes, and dog); though in full disclosure, we still have 10% of stuff left behind in the apartment (mostly kitchen/pantry stuff), but we're mostly moved into our new digs.

So I'm fighting a cold, I'm 39+ weeks pregnant, we just moved over the weekend, contents of our home are in boxes, I'm not very mobile, oh, and the dog got skunked at midnight. When it rains, it pours.

Brian went to Home Depot to purchase string for our move. Conversation went something like this--

Home Depot Associate: How may I help you?
Brian: I'm looking for string.
HD Associate: What will you be using the string for?
Brian: A kidnapping.
HD Associate: You'll want nylon. The cotton won't hold. Aisle 10.
Brian: Thanks.