Still moving... (barely)

So.... tired... can... hardly... type.... Worked on house 14 hours today. Had to write down that Josie escaped from her room when I wasn't looking and when I found her, all I could see was the back/top of her little head going "boink, boink, boink," down the stairs ALL BY HERSELF. Petrified at first, I then realized she was scooching down on her butt and doing perfectly fine (until I startled her and she jumped forward and almost did a face plant). :) Must report that when I finally got home tonight after a full day of loading/unloading/unpacking, Sadie grabbed the back massager, rubbed it on my back, leaned around to look at me, and said, "Now does that feel good, Mommy?"