Emma-ism

Emma lost interest in sign language early on, but now that Parker is 'up to bat' I've started practicing again. The other day I signed to Emma 'I love you'

She stopped what she was doing and with great interest asked me to show her how to do that.

Once mastered, she exclaimed with great excitement: "Now I can be like Spiderman!"

Redneck Wednesday

A very nice lady introduced herself to me at church on Sunday. She said her name and pointed out her husband. She than said,

"I hope you don't think we're stalkers, we just wanted to see where you lived so my husband and I followed you home last week and it looked like you saw us right as you were getting gout of the car, hehe."

I tried my best to smile and nod and say (in all honestly) "Well I didn't notice." I hope my face hid what I was really thinking: 'Holy Cow, you're so small town that you followed me home and proceed to admit it upon introduction?!'

Remodeling

Remodeling in a home always takes longer, cost more, and pushes your limits more than you anticipate. We bought this house because it was affordable and met our families needs, and when I say affordable I mean it's a dumb. 

However, one of my favorite qualities in my husband is his ability to see something for what it can BECOME not what it currently is-such as this house. He's been applying his mad skills to our master bathroom whenever he has a spare moment (which is incredibly rare).

Before the move from SLC to CC probably the top mentioned reason for continuing through the stress was two bathrooms. That's two toilets people-BIG DEAL. I didn't have to share my space all the time with Emma: no potty chair, no sharing make-up brushes, no toothpaste in the sink, no long waits when you've had too much orange juice in the morning, no bath toys everywhere... 

The moment we got to CC (I mean before I even unpacked my socks and knickerbockers) we demolished the existing master bathroom and have gone to work, but I don't have mad skills like my hubby and he is working ALL.THE.TIME. That means I've been down to one toilet the moment we moved, one toilet when two was the reason I moved in the first place!

Alas, I decided to post a couple of pictures of our current progress to remind myself of how awesome my bathroom makeover will be: Think quiet, calm, kid-free, and ocean get-away

Redneck Wednesday

 It seems Shane's job is big news (naturally, who wouldn't want to be involved with the new helicopter pilot in town). That being said I had my first visitor a few weeks back. She was the wife of one of the local law-enforcement officers. They heard our family was here and she found out where we lived and stopped by to introduce herself etc...redneck wednesday post right there if you ask me, but ultimately not what I was hoping to share today.

She was telling me a story: during the freezing storm we had (-20 degrees average lows) her neighbor regrettably lost a horse and a dog to the cold...SERIOUSLY, a HORSE and DOG. Wow, I used to worry about the frost getting to my tomato plants, but animals? Naturally, this lady's neighbor could very well have been neglectful, it might not be all that common to have your animals die but none-the-less, the very nature of the topic is redneck!

Oh and here's a view from outside my kitchen window:

Milk Man

Parker was perusing the house in Shane's arms and looked so similar to his sister. I found a photo to compare:

Parker (January 29, 2013)

Emma (Sept 5, 2009)

No question of a milk man here, at least to me, the Mother, they look just like each other, and just like Oldfield's.

First Day

Well,

Within the first few days of moving here I made the time to checkout the local pre school. I learned much to my dismay that this new school was highly favored and sought after, making it hard to get into.  Through a hope and a prayer she got in!  We got a call on Tuesday that she should start on Wednesday!   My high-strung, obstinate, and explosive 3 year old had not been properly prepped for such a big change that would happen in less then 18 hours...

However, she is under-stimulated here at home with me, and longs for more social situations so she jumped in with guns a blazing.

She really is more obstinate then i can describe. The morning was not as pinterest  picture perfect as I hoped: I attempted cute pancakes in the shape of letters-fail, I picked out a cute outfit that she refused to wear, she wouldn't let me do her hair so she went in yesterdays slept in hair-do, she picked a backpack that I can't bring myself to care for in the slightest, and she wouldn't take a sentimental photo at the front door like I hoped. But she had a great time and I'm now kicking myself for signing her up for 2 days a week vs. 4 days a week.

Redneck Wednesday

Our family's first Sunday here was memorable. We were going to join a new building with a new ward (congregation) and didn't want to be late. We left the house at 10:40am and church started at 11am. The building is 5 minutes away from our house. We didn't arrive until 11:15am, and this is why:

Sheep, hundreds of sheep being herded down the road (one of the 4 main roads in the city mind you) by a man in the back of his truck tossing out feed. There was a truck on the side with sheep dogs in case some sheep strayed into somebody's yard (which some did).  Hello, can you say Redneck?!