Life in a Nutshell
That titles just grabs ya, doesn't it? Well, we put our house on the market again, b/c we found the perfect house for us again, and I hope we don't lose this one! This time last year, we found the "perfect" house for us, 4 bedrooms all upstairs with an extra playroom up there, 3 bathrooms, huge downstairs, and an inground pool. The separate spa room w/ jacuzzi was pretty nice too! Only problem...the owners wouldn't take a contingency offer...you know "contingent upon the sale of our house"....yada yada yada. Same boat now, minus the spa room and extra playroom, but in a better neighborhood. ARGH. We just need more room to live and maybe (gasp) have room for guests instead of pitching them on the futon (hi Mom) or rearranging half the world to accommodate friends for a weekend stay! A pool is a necessity in Texas, and with 3 of the 5 swimming well, I think we're ready for an inground one. This one is completely fenced off, with locked entries....a requirement (as far as I'm concerned) before we move a stick of furniture across the threshold! (sigh) So, pray, please.....I'm tired of our neighbors thinking we're schizo....they can just know what time of year it is by looking to see if our house is for sale! :)
We decided yesterday that DS#1 needs to be in school. No, he's not driving me crazy....I'm driving myself crazy, beating myself up over what he could be doing at school versus the little bits I manage to cram in his brain between racing after DD#2, fixing meals, laundry, walking DD#3 around, and refereeing fights. (to name a few of my daily pastimes). And so, we are sending him to a great little Catholic school where he will be one of only five students in his class. The families seem really nice, and we already know quite a few of them, besides being friends with the founders and the headmistress. I hope and pray it is the right decision...I think it is, b/c today was the most "stress-free" I've felt in a long time....
And, last but not least, DD#3 is sporting a blue squiggly forehead, thanks to the artistic ability of DD#2, and a Crayola (NON-washable) marker. I was on the phone yesterday with my "school-founding" friend, (see previous paragraph) when I came into the livingroom to see DD#2 wiping studiously with a mountain of blue baby wipes piled around her. She then informed me that DS#2 had markered up the baby's head. Amazing reach he must have, since he was in the pool with Papa at the time. In vain, I have tried to get the marker off...it is now just a faint bunch of squiggles, enough to make it look like the poor child lacks oxygen. Good thing we have nowhere to go anytime soon!
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I read this aloud to Matt, and he almost died laughing! (Our favorite part was when Beth "tattled" on Noah...)
She is something...she's got Martha's "get it done" attitude, (for example, she was hauling around a 6 foot 2-by-4 today, trying to wedge it in the back of Andrew's car) but also a hefty dose of Irish-french-canadian stubborness! eeesh. I have my work cut out for me!
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