If you told me four months ago that we would just now be moving I would have totally freaked out, but God's hand was so obviously on this whole process and we just feel incredibly blessed. Without going too into the details that probably don't interest any of you anyway, here are a few highlights of our home:
- it's got character and charm and quirks but not so much so that it's falling apart (like a couple places we looked at)!
- it may not have the "perfect" flat, grassy yard (I am from Washington, after all), but its own wilderness for the babies to play in, and it's only a two minute walk to all the high school grassy fields!
- it's in what everyone says is one of the best parts of town to live in and it's very quiet.
It feels so good to be moved (sort of) into our very own place; such a burden has been lifted! Of course, unpacking with small crazy children isn't exactly a piece of cake, but we'll get there.
In other news, God also provided the minivan update we needed; if our tan van seems like it's on steroids, it is. Or maybe we have a slightly newer version of the exact one we had. It's awesome and I love it!
Also:
We're almost a quarter of the way through the school year!!! Aaaaah! That means in seven months we'll be able to have fun and watch TV shows with plots and go on excursions again! We are so excited for Blake to be done!!!
Bash is now speaking in sentences, though they're choppy Bud-o sentences and he sounds like a robot. He doesn't enunciate all that well: Bootie, berry, and blankie all sound identical. Usually it's easy enough to know which one he's referring to based on context... He's growing into such a rough and tumble little boy but is still our spontaneous hugger and is a sweet little cuddler with a contagious, toothy grin. He likes to give Rad kisses and slowly caress his little head, saying "niiiiice, niiiiice" in a kind of creepy voice (indicating that he's using nice, gentle touches). Usually those moments end with him joyfully poking the baby in the eye.
Rory is so fun to talk to; she has the most amazing things to say and is thoughtful and insightful. She can also be crazy and dramatic and emotional: yesterday she had the majorist of meltdowns when it was time to leave a friend's house. It ended with me wrestling her (almost naked) into her car seat because the friend had to leave and though I didn't mind if she screamed and was nude and freaking out, she had to be strapped in and safe. Fun times. It took her and Bash a few days to get used to the new place and we had some rough nap times and hysterics, but now they are happily repacking my boxes and scattering their newly discovered toys throughout the place and dragging each other (not Conrad) around on the wood floors.
Conrad...seriously, the cutest and sweetest baby ever. Even when he's mad he tries to laugh and smile, and he's so quickly over it. He's smiley and snuggly and always has a look of wonder or bemusement or satisfaction on his cute little bright eyed face. We can't get enough of our little Rad man! I mean, my other kiddos were cute and delightful, but Rad is something else. I call him "Charmey" because he's such a charming guy; there's no one cuter to wake up to (other than his bearded papa, that is).
Anyhoo, I'm sure lots more is going on, but that's enough of a recap for now. I'm enjoying the fact that we actually have a heater in our home and plan on falling asleep to the surprisingly soothing sounds of Friday night lights from down the street.
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| Our back patio- the wilderness goes quite a way back up the hill! It borders state forest land too,so lots of exploring potential as the kiddos get older. |
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| Covered front porch, perfect for my swirly rocking chair! |
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| A sweet flower garden, complete with a Russian sage plant, which is my very favorite! |
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