We did it!

After a very long day at the dentist getting a new grill and cavities filled. (Oh, and after puking all over the place and having Brandon having to come carry me out of their bathroom) I got to take a glorious nap, and the we went and BOUGHT A HOUSE! I'm super excited. Especially because we're building so we get to watch the house get built as we close. We did find out that we might have to wait a week longer to move in because of some inspections that the bank has to do but who cares??? We have a house all our own. And I can paint, and get a dog, and put holes in the walls and whatever I want! And one of the best parts is that Hunter will finally be moving out of our room! Hopefully he will start sleeping through the night. You know, cause he's nine months old and all and it's high time he gave up the boob at night. I'm sayin.

So everyone is welcome to come see our new digs after August 8th. Well maybe give us a week or two to move in and get things organized...

2 years

2 years ago today was one of the worst days of my life. I wish I was to a point that I could use today to remember all the happy times but all I could do today was think, 2 years ago today at this time I was sitting in a hospital getting the worst news ever. 2 years ago today at this time I was waiting for Brandon to fly in. 2 years ago today I was thinking that life will never be the same. And it hasn't. I still wait for her to call me. I still almost call her on almost a weekly basis. I am constantly thinking, oh she would have loved...(mostly things to do with my kids) Or when we talk about going on a cruise and we wonder who will watch the kids, I still get angry that I can't offer someone on my side of the family. I'm still angry. It still hurts. The rest of the year I tend to put my feelings aside and think that there's nothing I can do. But today, when the members of my family that also have a hard time with today call me and remind me, it stays at the front of my mind. All day. So this is how I deal. I close up. The good intentions of doing a balloon launch and thinking of how much I love her and miss her? Gone. I'm over it. Maybe next year I'll be able to handle it better. I wish I had gone home to Washington like I had originally planned. At least then I would have had people around me who feel the same way I do. Instead I was here, running errands and making meals and chasing kids.

It's funny how you think that because something's going on in your world that everyone else should know about it and feel like you do. But they don't. And life goes on. The world doesn't end because you lost someone. And it shouldn't. But it still hurts, and you kind of want it to. To remember.

I love you Mom, I miss you. I can't wait to see you again.

I may have started a war...

For those of you who don't know, our apartment complex had a large grassy area in front of it that the kids from the neighborhood like to use as well to play in. They also like to use our parking garage, our deck, our upper walk ways....anyways. Also, the entire neighborhood like to cut across our yard instead of walking around the corner on the sidewalk, wearing a nice path right through the grass. Nice.

So I was trying to herd my children into the van, which was proving quite a task since there were several other kids outside at the time when a group of boys came walking through. I took no notice of them until I heard a few of the choice words they were using. Normally I wouldn't say anything, especially to a group this large with boys aging from 8 to probably 14, but I was already having a hard time controlling my temper with my kids so I yelled at them to watch their mouths while on our property.

Well they all looked pretty surprised and sorry and continued walking away with their heads down, truly sorry for having cursed in our presence. I felt rather good, like an adult. I felt like they took me seriously and that we wouldn't be having any more problems with swearing from them. And then, just as they were nearing the edge of the yard, they yell as a group F*$# YOU!!! And then run for it, continuing a steady stream of obscenities until they're out of hearing range. Great.

Oh, did I mention that in being apartment #1 we get the privilege of a weekly water balloon to our front window, which faces the street? Oh yeah. I'm pretty sure that the culprit(s) of those were in that group, and I'm also pretty sure we'll be getting more than one a week from now on.
Anyone have any suggestions on what I should do? Cause I think I may have inadvertently bitten off more than I can chew.

On another note, all of my pictures and videos got deleted off my phone, including videos of Haylie crawling for the first time, Henry's preschool graduation, and all the pictures I took during our last week with my mom. So that's why there haven't been any pics attached to recent posts. But I'm trying to be better about bringing the camera along and using it so hopefully we'll have something for you soon!

Wanna hear a funny (and embarassing) story???

Yeah, so, this morning we had to be to a brunch at 10:00 so I told Brandon I needed to take a shower before he left because, as most mothers of young children know, getting a shower in every day is a luxury. So I took my shower and Brandon left so I started getting ready while the kids watched tv. I had to, you know, use the bathroom so I'm in there, doing my thing and I hear running and doors opening and I figure it's just the kids getting a little rowdy so I don't worry. Until Henry comes in and tells me that Caius, our neighbor, is here to play. Which means the front door has been opened. So I scramble out of my room to see Caius' mother standing in my living room acting worried. Then my phone rings and it's my other neighbor calling to see where I was and make sure I'm okay. Apparently Henry "couldn't find me" so he went outside and sent all of the neighbors on a man hunt. Great. And the best part is is that Caius' dad was the one to discover where I was by going into our room and seeing the light and fan on in the water closet and sent Henry in to get me. Nice. Luckily they're moving today and I won't ever have to look him in the eye again.