More Wise Words from Paige

We went back this morning.  As we drove Jess back to work Cason asked "Can we go see our cute house tomorrow?"  I told him that I'd already been planning to go visit again after we dropped daddy off.  So we did.

My heart still believes we're going to live in it, even though my brain says it's not possible.

I love the white picket fence, and the cute little gate.

The cute little steps up to the porch, where I picture the pumpkins I'd put there in the fall.

I told Paige to wear tennis shoes instead of sandals, so she could run around the yard and explore.  She one-upped me and wore a pair of cleats.  Ha.

 She noticed the bell she'd want me to ring at mealtimes.

I love everything about the porch.  Plus it's big enough for me to have a porch swing AND some rocking chairs.  Am I an old lady?

I love the screen door too.

 I love all the moulding and the floors and wallpaper.  I'm moving in, whether we own it or not.  I saw a couple people looking at it as they walked by and wanted to yell at them to stay away from my house.  Haha.

Cason already calls it "our cute house", so we might as well.  Plus I'll die if we don't.  When we came home I was watering my flowers out front while the kids played.  I was still talking about it, and Paige groaned.  I asked her "WHAT!?"  She goes "It's not about living in the house you want.  It's about just living."  Pretty much blew my mind.  I guess "Wise Words from Paige" will have to become a regular installment on my blog.

She's right.  Some people think they're not living if they don't travel and there's not a whole lot of excitement in their lives.  But I just had a moment, washing dishes, with Pandora playing, and I glanced over at Paige and we both realized we were sort of doing a little shoulder dance thing, so we smiled at each other and started doing a little jig.  It lasted a couple of seconds and then we both kept doing what we'd been doing.  We have those moments every day, and I love them.  But not gonna lie, I would like to have those moments on Oak Street.  :)

"Happy Day", Sad Day

Well, I've had plenty to blog about, but haven't been able to find our camera in several days, so I haven't had pictures.  :(  I really hope I find it.  I don't go a day without taking pictures of the kids, usually.

Neely's been doing funny things lately.  She's added a "YEP!" to her "MMMMHMMMM!" thing.  Like this morning, she woke up just before 7, and started begging for daddy.  I kept telling her "Daddy went byebye."  She just cried, and kept pointing toward the living room, begging.  One time she went "Daddy?  mmmmHMMMM!  YEP!"  while she cried. 

The other day she also looked at Gia, who was lying on the living room floor, and said "Gia.  Horsey.  Cowboy." and climbed on her back to ride her.

 She added on to her "Thank you." also.  For a while she was saying "Thank you.  Happy!" when someone gave her something she wanted.  Lately she says "Thank you!  Happy day!"

And she counts to 6 now.  She is always learning from her siblings I guess.  She says "One, two, fwee, foy, fie, SICK!"

Yesterday wasn't my favorite day ever.  It wasn't like anything serious was wrong, but a bunch of little things.  To start with I didn't feel very good, Paige and I seemed to be getting a bug starting on Sunday.  Then we were hanging out in my room in the late afternoon, and Cason was playing with my hair.  After a while he told me "I'm just gonna cut OOOONE more."  So I turned around really quick and saw him holding a pair of scissors and an 8 or 9 inch long piece of my hair.  As soon as he saw my face his expression changed and he realized it wasn't a good thing.  Ha.  He got all nervous.  I just said "Oh, it's okay, I'm not mad at you, I just didn't want my hair cut.  You should NEVER cut someone's hair okay?"  He relaxed a little and smiled and said "sorry."  Thankfully it's a piece from underneath, but it does show when my hair's up.  I guess I'll just clip it up until it grows out.  In about a year.  Ha.

Then we drove downtown when Jess came home, and my dream house I always go look at is for sale.  For a price we could probably afford if I hadn't rushed into buying our current house.  That sent me into a depression for the night.  It's SO cool.  It has original wood floors, windows, almost all the doors with the awesome old style locks.  The yard is gigantic and Totoro-ish, and there's a cool little building that could be storage or a potting shed or a playhouse, probably the playhouse if we lived there.   A cute front porch that had me sold on it before I ever got the chance to peek in a window.  We were just driving by it a couple months ago, talking about how it probably wouldn't be available for a long time, and now it is.  I feel like it was meant for us, but we're pretty much trapped, so it must not be.  I really thought it was fate when I saw this little bell on the porch.  It would be a perfect dinner bell, and Paige is always asking me to ring a bell when it's time for them to come eat.  Ha.  How can it not be our house?  Don't some of you want to invest in a home and then let us rent it from you?  Ha.

When we came home and I was struggling to be happy, Paige was telling me "Well, let's not be sad about it, let's just save our money and then when we have enough we'll buy it."  I told her "Yeah, that's a great idea, but I'm just sad because someone will buy it long before we can save enough."  She  goes "Well, we should still try.  You shouldn't not do something, until you know if it works."  More wise words from Paige.

Since I have no pictures, here's one from a couple weeks ago I liked.  Gia and Cason were running around the yard wildly together, and then stopped to watch a lady walking her dog.