Packed up and ready to go!

We are pretty much packed up around here. Although I am really sad at leaving this house, the month of being surrounded by boxes has made me ready to get it all over with.

I've begun the cleaning and remember why it is that I never really "clean" showers. I am convinced that I experienced the same effects from the cleaner as one does when huffing it, my nose is about to start bleeding.

We move Thursday morning and my parents are kind enough to take care of the kids for us for the weekend so we can get settled, thank God for grandparents!

We'll keep you posted on all the going ons.

Stop the music

I realized the other day that every time you open my blog that slide show of pictures automatically starts playing, which means you automatically hear the song I put with the pictures. I go to my blog often, to write, and also it is how I get to all the blogs I read, that song quickly became annoying!

So I asked Kyle, the closest thing I have to a computer expert, compared to me most people are. He said that it will keep doing that until I write enough blogs that it is no longer on the "front page".

So I am going to do my best to write something, anything, so that you won't be annoyed by my blog anymore, until then you can always mute it, I know I will.

Miles of memories

Goodbye mountains, hello real world

I've been out of touch, I know. I blogged that once on our drive up, but was very happy to be completely disconnected from the rest of the world once we made it to New Mexico. My cell phone was dead and I forgot my charger (it really was an accident, but a happy one), there was no internet at the house we stayed at and I didn't turn on a TV for 10 days. It was refreshing.

But now we're back, we got in Monday afternoon and I went to Kroger to get some food and thought to myself, wow, there sure is a lot of lights and noise at this store, a lot of people too. I felt a little like I have when I've visited different countries. But don't worry it's all coming back to me the fast pace, the need to get on the computer to blog, the desire to pick up a phone and call people. Oh and don't forget the things to pack everywhere I look.

I have pictures for you, but Kyle has stolen them and they are at his office, so unfortunately that will have to wait till tomorrow. If you're looking for a relaxing vacation, in a place that requires a sweater in the evenings I highly recommend Ruidoso, NM.

Road Trip 2009

Driving through West Texas when everything is going well, which it is right now (Jack is sleeping, Kylynn quiet) is perhaps the most peaceful drive there is, from the perspective of a overworked and stressed out mom. Here, is the definition of the "middle of nowhere", no signs of life (with the exception of a few prairie dogs) as far as the eye can see. Out here I am convinced my God is Big!, the vanstness of His creation, the miles of white fluffy clouds, the moutains in the distance remind me that I am like a spec of sand on the beach. That whatever tasks or trials make me busy and tired, they so very fleeting.

The stess has drained from my body, my to-do list seems of no importance. Praise- that is all I want to do,

I praise You, oh Lord for you are such a big God!! I praise you that my eyes cannot see nor my mind comprehend the works of Your hands. I praise You that with all of this creation to bring You glory, You still made me and even love me more than the tree, rocks, or prairie dogs I see around me.

A road trp in the middle of moving, suddenly seems like a perfect plan, necessary really. You have brought rest to the weary and already I feeel restored.

Hey, you wanna know what's fun?

Packing up a house with 9 years worth of stuff in it, while planning and packing for a 2 week long vacation, while doing laundry and keeping the house a little clean, while keeping a 1 year old and 3 year old alive and happy.

You should try it sometime! :)

Cute Kylynn and her quote

Kyle walked in on Kylynn the other day and she was reading on the potty, too cute! He managed to get a picture before she saw him.

Kylynn quote of the day: After my stomach growled,
"Mommy your belly button is talking to Jesus"

black is brown is tan

I love to read, so I am amazed sometimes by how much I do not enjoy reading books to Kylynn. Some days I feel like if I have to read another story about Elmo or Clifford I'm going to throw up, and often I've started to summarize the pages instead of reading them because they are the most unoriginal stories I've ever read.

So when I find a children's book I love, usually from the library, because the stores seem to only sell more of the same, I feel the need to share it, just in case you've gotten a case of the Elmo blues too.

black is brown is tan, by Arnold Adoff, is a beautifully written book. It is written as a poem and I love listening to it being read out loud, once I find the rhythm of the book it sounds like a beautiful song. The pictures are like wonderful paintings. My favorite line from the book is, "this is how it is for us, this is who we are." It makes me very emotional to read it so by the time we get to the end and I read Kylynn the paragraph about the background of the book I have to keep myself from crying.

I won't give too much away, but I highly recommend you check this one out of better yet buy it for a gift. What better gift to give a child than the opportunity to learn that God makes families all different and that it is nothing to be alarmed by to see a family made up of different races.

It's just a house

It's official we've sold our house, the inspection is done and we have all agreed.

I'm not good at this next part, moving on, saying goodbye.

It is a house, just a house, I know that's what you're thinking, and besides you're getting a new house in the process.

I am happy and excited about the new house, about the new adventure, but a sorrow hangs on me when my mind wanders to leaving this place.

I asked Kyle if he was sad, "Of course I'm sad, this house is ME". Yes, that is it exactly this house is us. This house has been meticulously and purposely changed into a home we love. We spent the vast majority of our weekends before Kylynn was born and many since making it our home. When we move out this month we will leave behind a home that is different on almost every surface inside and out than when we bought it. And I will miss it like a dear friend.

But really I'm sad about the memories that will be trapped here, because no matter how hard you try only some memories live on in your head, most of them are left behind where they were born. Without the sight of that tree, the mark on the door, or the smell of the backyard, they are lost to you forever.

God loves Kyle and I, and so He blessed us with a woman buying our home who said she fell in love with it. It brings me unbelievable comfort that she will love this home and living in it. I hope these walls have many more wonderful memories to witness and joy to hear.

And who knows someday when we're old and no longer need the space maybe this house could be ours again, at least that's what I tell myself to ease the sadness.