Friday, May 28, 2010

haircuts

The kids got their summer haircuts. Since Clara is bitterly opposed to having things put in her hair, I made it shorter so it wouldn't get as much food in it and so it would be easier to brush. I guess I'll just have to wait for my dream to be fulfilled of doing fun hairstyles on my daughter.


Christian got 3 new teeth last week. He has been a much happier boy this week.

Nathan finished preschool last week. He sang in his preschool program. So cute!!!

Nathan is glad to be done with preschool. He never really loved preschool, but it has been good for him. He has learned a lot, and not just about numbers and letters. He also learned that he wants a mohawk, like his friend on the top right. I'm hoping he'll forget about that wish.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Clean and Mean

It's better to be happy and messy than to be clean and mean, unless you are trying to sell your house, I guess.
Where there are small children, a house can never be completely clean all at once. Entropy is the rule. Sparkling bathrooms have to be smeared. Gleaming mirrors must be smudged. Beds beg to be jumped on. Crumbs need to be scattered. Stickiness must be spread throughout the kitchen. Freshly folded towels cry out, "Unfold us and trample us onto the crumby, sticky kitchen floor!" Then the phone rings. "Can we come look at your house in 10 minutes?"
Where's the balance between keeping your house ready to show, and being able to live in your own house? What level of cleanliness can I reasonably expect from myself and my children. I feel like all I ever do is clean and tell my kids, "No, you can't do that because it will make a mess." My stomach twists into a knot every time the phone rings.
Maybe I should just relax and let people see our house how it really is, instead of trying to pretend we don't live here. Maybe we should just go live with Grandma until the house sells.

Friday, May 7, 2010

We ain't met yet but I'm willin' to bet, you're the house for me

There are pictures to go with this post, but I need to ramble first...

Those who are familiar with "Seven Brides for Seven Brothers," will remember the song Adam Pontipee sings as he goes around town looking for a wife. Well, this week I can identify with him, because I've been going around town looking for a house.

"Pretty and trim, but kind of small. Heavenly yard, but ugh, that house! Gotta be right to be the place for me."

There are plenty of houses in the valley that would do the trick for us, but we're kind of hard to please, because we'd like a bigger lot to go with it. We'd like to have room for a big garden and several fruit trees, room to keep chickens, room for the kids to run around, room for Nathan to tinker, and room to escape the claustrophobia of life without neighbors breathing down our necks. (I love living around people, but I don't like having to listen to their music all the time, and I don't like having five different families able to see into our yard at all times.) If we really want that, we're probably going to have to go south, but David doesn't want a long commute everyday. Decisions, decisions...

Yesterday was a turning point for us. I had been house hunting for most of the week, and was beginning to realize that we couldn't have a nice house with a big lot, close to work, for the budget that we have. (Unless the Lord decides to grant us a miracle, which I am not ruling out.)

We drove down to Springville and Spanish Fork, where lots of big, inexpensive houses on big lots are going up. As we looked at all these fancy new houses on fancy streets with fancy cars and toys, and kids in fancy clothes playing outside, we realized what was most important to us, and the deciding factor among all the other criteria we've set.

What we are really looking for is the right environment to raise our kids. David can live with a slightly longer drive to work. I can be happy with an older house that doesn't have a beautiful, modern kitchen. For heaven's sake, we can even remodel if we need to!

David often says that the best thing that ever happened to him as a kid, was moving away from all the "stuff" and living a simpler life. Spending more time with family, learning to work hard, and finding joy in things that money can't buy. THAT is what we want for our kids.

That being said, I also want our kids to look forward to coming home from school everyday, and their friends to enjoy being with us, so the house needs to be decent.
Anyway, we won't be buying anything until we can sell our house, so it may be a while. In the meantime, here are some of my favorite pictures from our week of house hunting:

Love this yard! 2/3 acre, fruit trees, gardens, sheds, llamas in the lot behind. BUT, the house that comes with it needs A LOT of work!

You always hear that bathrooms can be a selling point. You never know what you will find when you look in a bathroom.


What a great laundry room! You can't see it, but there are also shelves and counters.

Another great bathroom.



We'd have to get a moving truck to move all the junk out from the previous occupants.





Am I in a time warp?


This looks exactly like the kitchen I had when I was a little girl.





This is how Nathan felt after a week of house hunting. He got to go with me so that we wouldn't wear out our welcome with the wonderful people who watch our kids.