Friday, March 16, 2007

This Old House


A word to the wise: NEVER buy an older house. Our house was built in 1979. We were 1 year old. We bought this house because we love the layout, but there is so much work that needs to be done. We spent the first 2 years fixing plumbing problems...ech. Almost everything in our house (carpet, appliances, etc.) is almost as old as we are. Of course, Kevin and I thought it would be fun to update the house ourselves. It has been fun, but it has also been very expensive! We are slowly redecorating, one room at a time. Ethan's room is still bare, but we have put down a wood floor, painted the walls, and it now looks like this.

We desperately need to put new carpet down in the living room, but that will have to wait a while as we just replaced the roof and the air conditioning unit.

We are seriously considering selling if we can make enough of a profit to buy a mobile home, put it on my parents' land, and then put a lot of money into savings each month. In about 5-6 years, we will have enough to build our own home. Of course, that kills any plan of me being a SAHM in the next 2 years. I know God has a plan for us, and I am listening intently to Him and asking Him to guide us in each decision we make.

This house already holds so many memories though. We brought both of our sons home to this house. It is huge - there is so much space. The layout really fits our lifestyle. So, I will continue to pray and weigh all of the pros and cons of moving. This would be a major lifestyle change for us. Are we ready for that? I'm not sure, but it makes life exciting!

Thursday, March 15, 2007

My Brave Boy

I just have to brag a little about how brave Isaac was when we had a bad storm night before last. He asked Kevin what the storm was, and he told him it was thunder and that it was ok. So, Isaac went to bed, but we could hear him every once in a while reassuring himself "thunder ok". It was so cute - he says ok like Buckwheat (O-tay!) - and he never once cried or yelled for us.

Ethan's 2 month checkup

I took Ethan to the doctor today for his 2 month checkup. He is growing great! He weighs 12 lb. 8.5 oz. and is 23 inches long! He got 3 shots and an oral vaccine for rotavirus. I don't understand why they have to overload babies with vaccinations so young. I seriously considered declining a couple of the vaccines, or at least postponing then. He's not in daycare, he stays with his Meme, but he does have an older brother who goes to daycare/preschool, so I guess he is exposed that way. He's not feeling very well now (I wouldn't be either!). So, I'm trying to figure out what I am diong for the rest of my spring break. I was invited to a Pampered Chef party tonight, but I think I am going to skip it. Kevin doesn't think he has anything going on with the band tonight, so it may just be a night at home watching the new Grey's Anatomy. Ethan sounds like he is starting to wake up. I better check on him.

Friday, March 9, 2007

Spring Break!

Spring Break began for me at 3:19 PM CST today.

Spring Break. Normally when you hear this phrase you immediately think of college students on the beach soaking up the sun. Spring Break means something a lot different to me now than it used to. When I was in grade school, spring break was simply a break from school. We would go visit family, or maybe make a trip to Galveston. In high school, spring break became more time to spend with friends, but also a short family vacation - camping in Arkansas, going to see the Alamo, visiting the state capital. In college, spring break meant I either went home, or took a trip with friends to the beach or to Disney World.

Fast forward a few years. I am now a mother to two young boys. One of my students asked me today what I was doing for spring break. I told him I was planning on sleeping and playing with my babies. "You would think that would be fun" was his response. It's true. Fun for me now is playing race cars with my 2 year old or gazing into the eyes of my 2 month old. Instead of soaking up the sun, I am soaking up the cute phrases, first smiles, and the laughter of my children. Spring break has never meant more to me than it means this year. It means I get to spend precious time with my children.