Target Tip Toe Walk

I was in Target Friday night...had a Tip Toe moment. From the back of the store no less. Made quite a spectacle of myself getting there, but I made it. Twice in one day...that is NOT right. Just thought I'd share. Have a giggle on me.

Ballerina Tip Toe Walk

Have you done it lately? You know that special walk...I like to refer to it as the Ballerina Tip Toe Walk. It's the one that you do on the way to the bathroom while yelling at your kids, get out of my way, I gotta go! Usually you make it, right? Except for those rare occasions when you have a cold and you sneeze two feet away from the toilet. You could blame it on the cold, you could even blame it on the toilet paper lint wafting up from the floor due to your shuffling feet. But that's not the real culprit. The real culprit is kids. Yep, your kids. Nothing is the same after kids.

Sticky Sweaty Boy Hands

There is a path that we have been walking along each evening. We walk for about a mile and visit while the boys chase the various wildlife determined to catch each and every jack rabbit, bird or ground squirrel that they see. They also have a great time pointing out all the hobo artifacts. Micah has Harmon believing that all the bits of litter are hobo remnants. It's pretty funny listening to him shout out each time he sees something that use to be a hobo's. Although it is a bit embarassing when he shouts "there's a hobo" when he sees someone who looks a bit rough.

Tonight we were walking along and, as usual, Porter was holding my hand in a tight grip. He likes to get a hold of my hand and Micah's hand and then swing himself. I was feeling a little grossed out because Porter's hand was so warm and sticky. Thinking about all the germs incubating in his warm sweating palm just about did me in. I took my hand out of his. He grabbed back for it and I thought to myself, It will not be long that he will want to hold my hand so tightly. I had better enjoy his sweet, warm, sticky, germy hand and all the love and trust that came with it. There's always a little soap.

North Dakota

It has been a totally crazy month getting ready to move, driving for 3 days and finally getting here only to wait for a house. But we made it! Yahoo!! North Dakota is actually much prettier than we expected. There are lots of green rolling hills. The town looks to have just about everything you need to survive, except large scale shopping...but hey, there is a Target! We are currently in temporary lodging until our house gets cleared from maintenance.

Living on an Air Force Base is always interesting. You never know what kind of house you are going to get. This base has brand new beautiful housing, none of which is available for us. The officer housing is still in construction so we are stuck with an older home. We are fine with having an older home, except for every once in a while I look at those new houses and it makes me a bit frustruated. Oh well, It has lovely hardwood floors and nice windows but it is TINY. We aren't sure all the furniture is going to fit. We should get to move in sometime next week, worst case scenario it will be 2 weeks.

The good thing is that our neighbors are just moving in also and they have a boy Harmon's age and a baby Ella's age. During the long winter months it will be nice to have a neighbor with a child the same age. The only really crazy weird thing so far is all of the rodents. I've heard them called prairie dogs, whistle pigs, and ground squirrels...basically they are fat rats. They are EVERYWHERE!! And I mean everywhere. I have seen them before but not like this. They are in ALL the yards. You have to watch every step you make so that you don't twist your ankle is some huge animal cavern. I grew up shooting these ugly things....so I might let micah put the silencer on his gun and pop a few. HA HA!! Ya right.

Harmon is excited to get out and make a few friends. His school is right next to our house so we can walk him to school while the weather is good. He as adjusted to the time change just fine, however Porter is still sleeping until 10 am each day. I am gonna have to help him get adjusted to the time by getting him up sooner but I am hesitant to do that. Porter is such a screamer and waking him up before he is ready is NEVER adviseable.

The state fair starts this weekend, we might go check it out...what else do we have to do?? And for those of you who know me...I am going crazy!! I need a project. I might have to go to the fabric store and get something to keep me busy until we can get moved into our house. I keep trying to make myself wait...I've got about 10 million projects packed away with all our household goods, but I don't know if I can hold out that long. It is either that or get on Heritage Makers and finish a couple of books. That is what I really need to do.

So, hello to everyone...greetings from the frozen tundra...they don't irrigate their crops around here...what does that tell you? If you can't reach us that would be because the cell phone was packed up but I will let you know what our new info is when we get it.

Ella's Blessing

We blessed Ella at church this last Sunday, which just happened to be Father's day too! Micah had been out of town on the 1st Sunday so we chose Father's Day instead. Micah did a great job although we very nearly didn't make it on time. It was a crazy morning. My mom and sister (along with 3 of her kids) came up for the blessing. We had a big breakfast then the boys started bathing. I was trying to finish her dress. I just had to sew down the bodice lining, sew buttonholes and attach the buttons. That went pretty smoothly, but then we were all rushing for the shower. While we were showering Micah went to pick up his suit. The tailor had to do some last minute alterations and they weren't done in time so he was late getting back to the house. But before he even went to pick up his suit he had stopped by to help a good friend with her car. It was dead and her husband was out of town. Of course it wasn't an easy fix so we were rushing to her house to drop off Micah's car so that she could get to church. We made it in for the opening song. Cassie and my mom were a few minutes behind us. The member of the Bishopric conducting that day forgot to add us to his agenda. He was doped up on Benadryl and had two different agendas going, so he had forgot to announce the blessing before the sacrament. That turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Cassie and my mom were able to arrive just in time for the sacrament and were sitting out in the foyer wondering if they had missed it. Lucky for us they were able to come and sit down just as Micah was heading up to the front. It turned out to be a nice day and I was thankful that some of my family could be there with us. Ella makes some of the funniest faces.

Micah was getting her to smile a bit.



I should add that this was leftover fabric from my bridesmaid dresses, except for the lace overlay. That was a new purchase. The dress almost didn't make though. Harmon decided to take the scissors and "alter" the first bodice I sewed up. He was lucky that I was able to find another piece of silk big enough or he might have been in some serious hot water.