Many people who know us know that we have had trouble with our neighbor for quite a while. We have also been dealing with a less than stellar landlord and the possibility of losing our home because of the irresponsibility of that same landlord. We were tired. We were frustrated. We didnt know what to do. And it was making me very sad. I so desperately wanted to improve our living situation and get us into a home that was just ours. I wanted so badly for the kids to have a place that they could be comfortable in and feel safe. A place that would feel permanent.
I am very happy to say that we have found that place! In just over a week we will be moving into our new home- barely a 1/2 mile away and right next door to the very first home we lived in in Raymond. It has 4 bedrooms, a finished basement (for the daycare!), and 10 acres of land complete with skating pond and 2 stall barn- something for everyone. I cannot wait to just open the door and watch the kids take off into the backyard. I can't wait for winter and skating whenever we want on the frozen pond. I can't wait for any of it!!
But now the challenging part starts. We have to pack up and move 6 people, a dog, a sugarglider, lovebird, a lizard, and an entire flock of chickens complete with their chicken coop. We are a little crazy to begin with, but throw in a bunch of moving boxes and the added excitement of a family VERY ready to start the new phase of their lives and it is full blown insanity at our house right now. For some reason, this energy all seems to explode out the girls are dinner in a blast of silliness. I can't explain what it is that causes it, all I know is that dinner is an all out comedy show. It may have started with our 10 year old demonstrating how she could lick her armpit. Or maybe it was when our 2 year old decided to crawl across the top of the table to help herself to the food on her sisters plate. Or it could have been when one of the girls wanted to know what testicles were while were in the middle of dinner (I can't even begin to describe the reactions of the rest of us at the table or how we were able to explain to her what they were. Lets just leave it with the girls don't look at a fruit salad the same way anymore). Whatever started the dinnert time craziness, it is turning into a tradition and I am secretly hopeful that it will continue when we move because it really is fun!
