"I'm going to burn all of this $h!t to the ground next time we have to move because I AM NOT moving all of these things again.", I say this every single time we get ready to move and every time we move guess what happens.....nothing. I pack every single little nic-nac and useless item we own. *banging head on desk* Why? Why must we have so many things? It is a little alarming to me that we own enough crap to fill a three bedroom house yet we do not actually own a three bedroom house. Also, Baby Daddy and I have been married two years and have lived in four houses. FOUR kids! F-O-U-R! About to be five. We must enjoy this sick punishment in which we keep dealing out to ourselves. I don't have any other way to explain it. *sigh*However we did find a house....
Also price was a major deciding factor. Well not really, I was probably going to go with this anyways but we will be paying $1,200 less every month compared to our current house and almost all of our utilities are included in our rent. So yeah.... Odessa rentals are a RIP OFF.
We also really loved this house because they are down with us parking all of our crap, three vehicles, the glamper, Baby Daddy's trailer, and they are cool with all of my Fuzzies! That means it is time for my Junk Yard Cat to come home! I am so happy to have my DaBear kitten back and I am pretty sure my parents are ready too. Well... maybe Mom. Surprisingly Dad is objecting to this because they are now officially "buddies".
The other con is... we live across the road from a dairy. Well, it's not that big of a con if you consider how great the dove hunting will be right there basically out our back door but the smell. Eek. That should be interesting. I keep thinking to myself, "Self, you grew up in Clayton, not even that... you grew up spending all of your out of school/away from the ranch time with your Dad either in a corn field cutting silage or in the semi at the feedlot this should be like coming home." I am also a little worried about how my husband will end up feeling about this. Even though he is rugged and outdoorsy I am not sure how he will adapt to this detail. Hopefully well because I am NOT moving back into town.
On another note... BabyLove and I decided to start a new tradition together. After lots of Pinterest research we decided to start a 12 Nights of Christmas reading tradition. I purchased 12 Christmas books and wrapped each. Every night starting on December 12th Baby chooses one and unwraps it so I can read it to him. So far it has been so much fun and I think he is really enjoying it. On the first night we read "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer's Slide and Find".
Daddy and Tiberius helped pick out the first book.
He loves interactive books...
And the Island of Misfit toys train and plane. (of course)
Tonight was our second night and unfortunately Daddy wasn't able to be home because he ended up working late. Tiberius was still an excellent helper and listened to us read, "The Polar Bear who Saved Christmas"
He opened this one all by himself after I got it started for him. Momma tends to go a little crazy with the tape.
Little Smarty Pants Kid!
This was such a fun book!
It worked out perfectly that we started this on the 12th. Apparently I still suck at math because my husband pointed out to me that we would actually be done on the 23rd with all of our books and not on the 24th like I was thinking but we open presents on Christmas Eve so he will be to busy with new toys and will not care about reading I assume. Stay tuned for more 12 Nights of Christmas reading posts. I was able to find some pretty neat books this year!