catch up.

Does anyone else have trouble getting the font to stay the way you want it? Moving on ...

I'm still crabby. Not as bad as say 3 weeks ago (shoot, three days ago) but a 7 on a scale from 1-10. I am set to move in this weekend. Yikes. I am far from ready. Perhaps 15 bins and 8 boxes are ready. Yeah ... Not so good. But my theory is this: move what I need and come back for the rest ... I actually adapted that from another family member but whatever, let's (again) consider it is my theory.

I am interested to see how the kitchen comes out. We put one of the tables together today and I am excited to see how the whole thing will look together. Odd, no doubt, but just what we want. I found the tables/cabinets at IKEA (LOVE LOVE LOVE this place.) I actually found quite a few fun things ... I should be honest, I love almost everything about this store. I could go on for quite some time about the perks but will spare you. I spent three hours shopping there on Monday and was tempted to go another round. (I say round cause the store is set up like a maze. You enter here and end somewhere else.) I may have a problem.

Jake has taken this week off to finish this phase. He (and others) have been working like a madman. He gets a few weeks ahead trucking to spare a week to work day and night putting together a home. We've been running back & forth between our house and Susan's. I am so tired of this. You never feel like you belong. For instance tonight: I took some of my food to Susan's yesterday so there is nothing here. But tomorrow when I'm on the hill I will have wished I as at home for an extra change of clothes. The shuffle is killing all of us. I can't imagine the amount of money we will save on food alone when we are in Seymour. Thank goodness cause I hate Sonic.

We have an alligator lizard in the house. Well, at least that's what we call them in California. Jacob desperately wants to catch him so he can have a pet. He is frantic about not having something to take care of. I feel for them. I had pets all my life and can't imagine not having one. One of these days we'll get something but Jake says it will be a hog (to later slaughter), a calf (to later slaughter), or chickens (to steal their eggs). Good times. Good times.

Jacob turned 6 last Sunday. We took him to Castaway Cove to celebrate. Most of the family was there. Everyone got wet which was awesome. The lazy river makes it all worth it. The cliffhanger got even LG and Jared in the water. Actually the lazy river did but who cares right? We had fun and hit up CC's Pizza afterward.

Isaac is potty trained and with that a more frequent responsibility for me (ugh)--toilet paper duty. This has to be the worst stage in parenting. You really need to stop what you're doing EVERY time they pee, which is far too often. Let's not get into #2--so much waiting! Who really needs an audience? Anyway, I am taking him to a doctor in Dallas next month to have his size evaluated. I'll keep you posted.

Evann is growing up so fast. She is mimicking Jacob constantly. But doesn't really have anything going on in her life at the moment. Ruben as well, pretty dull. He has not cut any teeth yet but will try to take a bite out of you if you get near his gumline.

I think I've done far too much blogging for one evening. I'm sleepy and have much to do tomorrow. We are laying laminate flooring upstairs so I need my rest. Good night to all. Late.