We're Here

We finally moved into the new house a few weeks ago and we're slowly (and I mean slowly) getting settled in. We are loving our new neighborhood and our neighbors and we laugh about the things that we're NOT going to miss about our old neighborhood, like the annual Halloween horror across the street. Would you really want Satan overseeing your house one month out of the year?

Fortunately Marin called him Spiderman and we laughed about how Spiderman was on the roof. We're also not going to miss the crazy screaming family a few houses over, the tejano music blasting at midnight and the frequent bangs from our nearby factory (or whatever it was). But most of all we're not going to miss having only 2 bedrooms. Our poor son now has his own room and will no longer be wheeled around in his pack-and-play in the middle of the night. The kids are loving getting to play outside more, especially Graham who darts for the door the minute it opens. He sure is a boy - eating dirt, destroying whatever he can get his hands on, climbing on everything. And Marin is excited about her new pink bedroom. She says, "Pink, I love pink!" We are so thankful for our new house and as I start to get discouraged about all the work it needs, I remind myself that I really do love it here and that God gave us this house, not the one next door, this one. That's good enough for me. Here's the dynamic duo, hammers in hand.