Cheers!

Is it really that wrong?

Is it wrong that we don't officially have a new house yet... and I am already emailing people for things I have found for our not-yet-official-or-even-close-to-official house that I've found on Craigslist? It's not wrong. It's awesome. And practical. Did you know that they have a free section? I can see the eye rolls. I know. I'm like 19 years behind. But I just discovered it and man. There are some rad things in there to be upcycled. I love a good re-do. K seems to think it's not the best idea to accumulate all kinds of new furniture, albeit awesome, right before we have to move. probably twice. He's usually right about these kinds of things. But, you know, I'm saving money, really. So which is the lesser evil? I vote more furniture to move. Says the girl who'll be 7 months pregnant. and not moving a thing.

Also, I am cleaning out my house as we move. You know, Good-willing, selling, trashing, etc. So I'm also kind of making more room. Duh. 

That's my favorite part of a move. The cleaning out. The fresh start. Ahhh. Over the course of three kids you accumulate a whole bunch of stuff that you don't need. And a pile of stuff that you-don't-want-but-someone-gave-it-to-you-and-they-would-be-so-mad-if-you-got-rid-of-it. Think that's silly? Wait until you have kids. You mamas know what I'm talking about. *fist bump* It's the truth. You also become attached to ridiculous things. Like the four yogurt cups that I washed out because the kids wanted to play with them. And they play with them every. single. day. every day. So, here's the dilemma. Do I trash the yogurt cups that they adore because, well, it's trash? And keep the loud obnoxious toy that they never play with? Or do I deal with the wrath of purging the noise and literally pack up 4 yogurt cups in the move? Seriously. This is my life. I'm keeping the cups.

I wish that y'all could see how Jacob is eating right now. He eats 3 eggs for breakfast every morning (a whole different story) and he can fit about one scrambled egg at a time in his fists, and makes his best effort to get it all in his mouth. at once. And he usually succeeds. I've never seen anything like it. I tried to get a video. Of course he used his two little fingers and ate like a polite little Englishman eating a tea biscuit. It's like he knew I was filming. Here's a tiny snippet. Just for the sake of I already filmed it. My YouTube is jacked so click HERE to see it. What a rascal.

Today we are swimming, cleaning, grocery shopping and laundering. We are always laundering. What are you good people doing?

Until Next Time,
The Guff